You can tell the world you never was my girl
You can burn my clothes up when Im gone
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 go back to the farm
You can tell my feet to hit the floor
Or you can tell my lips 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 hed understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
You can tell your mom I moved to Arkansas
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 Im not OK.
Or 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 hed 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
I just dont think hed 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
I just dont think hed understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Songwriters: Donald L. Von Tress