You can tell the world you never was my girl
You can burn my clothes when I'm gone
Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been
And
You
You
Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips
They won't be reaching out for you no more
But don't tell my heart my achy breaky heart
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart
my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
[guitar]
You can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas
You can tell your dog to bite my leg
Or tell your brother Cliff whose fist can can tell my lip
He never really liked me anyway
Or tell your Aunt Louise tell anything you please
Myself already knows I'm not okay
Or you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind
It might be walking out on me today
Don't tell my heart my achy breaky heart...
[guitar]
Don't tell my heart my achy breaky heart...
Don't tell my heart my achy breaky heart...