Achy Breaky Heart
Billy Ray Cyrus
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[Riff]A E A[Strophe]AYou can tell the worldYou never was my girlEYou can burn my clothes when I am goneOr you can tell your friendsJust what a fool I've beenAAnd laugh and joke about me on the phone[Strophe]AYou can tell my armsGo back into the farmEYou can tell my feet to hit the floorOr you can tell my lipsTo tell my fingertipsAThey won't be reaching out for you no more[Refrain]ABut don't tell my heartMy achy breaky heartEI just don't think it'd understandAnd if you tell my heartMy achy breaky heartAHe might blow up and kill this manA E AUuuuuuu..[Strophe]AYou can tell your mawI moved to ArkansasEYou can tell your dog that bit my legOr tell your brother CliffWhose fist can tell my lipAHe never really liked me anyway[Strophe]AGo tell your aunt LouiseTell anything you pleaseEMyself already knows I'm not okayOr you can tell my eyeWatch out for my mindAIt might be walkin' out on me one day[Refrain]ABut don't tell my heartMy achy breaky heartEI just don't think it'd understandAnd if you tell my heartMy achy breaky heartAHe might blow up and kill this manA EUuuuuuu..[Refrain]ABut don't tell my heartMy achy breaky heartEI just don't think it'd understandAnd if you tell my heartMy achy breaky heartAHe might blow up and kill this manUuuuuuu..[Outro]N.C.But don't tell my heartMy achy breaky heartI just don't think it'd understandAnd if you tell my heartMy achy breaky heartHe might blow up and kill this manA E A E AUuuuuuu..