Achy Breaky Heart

You can tell the world you never was my girl
You can burn my clothes when Im gone
Or you can tell your friends just what a fool Ive been
And laugh and joke about me on the phone
You can tell my arms to go back onto the phone
You can tell my feet to hit the floor
Or you can tell my lilps to tell my fingertips
They wont be reaching out for you no more
But dont tell my heart,my achy breaky heart
I just dont think itd understand
And if you tell my heart,my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
You can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas
Or you can tell your dog to bite my leg
Or tell your brother Cliff whose fist can tell my lips
He never really liked me anyway
Oh tell your Aunt Louise,tell anything you please
Myself already knows that Im okay
Oh you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind
It might be walking out on me today
But dont tell my heart ,my achy breaky heart
I just dont think itd understand
And if you tell my heart,my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
But dont tell my heart,my achy breaky heart
I just dont think itd understand
And if you tell my heart,my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Dont tell my heart,my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Dont tell my heart,my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man