Achy Breaky Heart
A A A E7
AWell you can tell the world you never was my girl
You can burn my clothes when I am E7gone
Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been
And laugh and joke about me on the Aphone
You can tell my arms go back'n to the farm
Or you can tell my feet to hit the E7floor
Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips
They won't be reaching out for you no Amore
ADon't tell my heart my achy breaky heart
I just don't think he'd under-E7stand
And if you tell my heart my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this Aman Aoooo Aooooo
AWell you can tell the world you never was my girl
You can burn my clothes when I am E7gone
E7Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been
And laugh and joke about me on the Aphone
You can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas
Or you can tell your dog to bite my E7leg
Or tell your brother Cliff whose fist can tell my lip
He never really liked me any-Away
Or tell your aunt Louise tell anything you please
Myself already knows I'm not o E7k
Or you can tell my eye to watch out for my mind
It might be walkin' out on me to-Aday
ADon't tell my heart my achy breaky heart
I just don't think he'd under-E7stand
And if you tell my heart my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this Aman Aoooo Aooooo
ADon't tell my heart my achy breaky heart
I just don't think he'd under-E7stand
And if you tell my heart my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this Aman Aoooo Aooooo
Chorus a cappella:
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 Aoooo Aooooo
A A A E7.
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