Move On - Chris Knight

I don’t like you, and you don’t like me

We don’t like each other, it’s plain to see

I’ve got a pistol, all you’ve gots a knife

You’d better move on, cause it ain’t worth your life

That girl on the barstool, she ain’t your kind

She was married to my cousin, but tonight she’s mine

Go hit on those girls in your big city town

You’d better be going, I ain’t messing around

What are you doin' down here

We don’t like your kind boy, do I make myself clear

Better take your earing back where you belong

We don’t like your kind, so you’d better move on

We just don’t mingle with the folks from the town

You laugh at us rednecks and you put us all down

You said you’re from college, but you don’t seem too

Bright

Cause you just brought a switchblade to a pistol

Fight

What are you doin' down here

We don’t like your kind boy, do I make myself clear

Better take your earing back where you belong

We don’t like your kind, so you’d better move on

Old Joe said to take it to the parking lot

He’s been a little nervous since the jukebox was

Shot

I won’t pull out my pistol if you put up your knife

I keep my woman and you keep your life