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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
A
You can tell the world you never was my girl
E
You can burn my clothes up when I'm gone
Oh,
you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been
A
And laugh and joke about me on the phone
You can tell my arms go back to the farm
Oh,
E
you can tell my feet to hit the floor
Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips
A
They won't be reaching out for you no more
[Chorus]
A
But don't tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
E
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
A
He might blow up and kill this man
[Break]
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[Verse 2]
A
You can tell your mom I moved to Arkansas
E
Oh, you can tell your dog to bite my leg
Or tell your brother Cliff whose fist can tell my lip
A
He never really liked me anyway
Or tell your Aunt Louise,
tell anything you please
E
Myself already knows I'm not OK.
Or you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind
A
It might be walking out on me today
[Chorus]
A
But don't tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
E
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
A
He might blow up and kill this man
[Break]
| A | - | - | E |
| - | - | - | A |
[Chorus]
A
Don't tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
E
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
A
He might blow up and kill this man
A
Don't tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
E
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
A
He might blow up and kill this man
[Outro]
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[Intro] | A | - | - | - | [Verse 1] | A | - | - | E | | - | - | - | A | | - | - | - | E | | - | - | - | A | You can tell the world you never was my girl You can burn my clothes up when I'm gone Oh, you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been And laugh and joke about me on the phone You can tell my arms go back to the farm Oh, you can tell my feet to hit the floor Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips They won't be reaching out for you no more [Chorus] | A | - | - | E | | - | - | - | A | 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 [Break] | A | - | - | E | | - | - | - | A | [Verse 2] | A | - | - | E | | - | - | - | A | | - | - | - | E | | - | - | - | A | You can tell your mom I moved to Arkansas Oh, you can tell your dog to bite my leg Or tell your brother Cliff whose fist 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 OK. Or you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind It might be walking out on me today [Chorus] | A | - | - | E | | - | - | - | A | 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 [Break] | A | - | - | E | | - | - | - | A | [Chorus] | A | - | - | E | | - | - | - | A | | A | - | - | E | | - | - | - | A | 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 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 [Outro] | A | - | - | E | | - | - | - | A | | - | - | - | E | | - | - | - | A |
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