[Intro]


[Verse 1]

You can tell t

he world, you 

never was my g

irl
              
You can burn m

              
y clothes when

      
 I am gone
   
Or you can tel

l your friends

, just what a 

fool I've been
              
And laugh and 

              
joke about me 

       
on the phone


[Verse 2]

You can tell m

y arms, go bac

k into the far

m
              
You can tell m

              
y feet to hit 

    
the floor
   
Or you can tel

l my lips, to 

tell my finger

tips
              
They won't be 

              
reaching out f

          
or you no more


[Chorus]
    
But don't tell

 my heart, my 

achy breaky he

art
              
I just don't t

              
hink he'd unde

 
rstand
    
And if you tel

l my heart, my

 achy breaky h

eart
              
He might blow 

              
up and kill th

   
is man
   
Uuuuuuuu..


[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]

You can tell y

our maw, I mov

ed to Arkansas
              
You can tell y

              
our dog to bit

     
e my leg
   
Or tell your b

rother Cliff, 

whose fist can

 tell my lip
              
He never reall

              
y liked me any


way


[Verse 4]
   
Go tell your a

unt Louise, te

ll anything yo

u please
              
Myself already

              
 knows I'm not

  
 okay
   
Or you can tel

l my eye, watc

h out for my m

ind
              
It might be wa

              
lkin' out on m

      
e one day


[Chorus]
    
But don't tell

 my heart, my 

achy breaky he

art
              
I just don't t

              
hink he'd unde

 
rstand
    
And if you tel

l my heart, my

 achy breaky h

eart
              
He might blow 

              
up and kill th

   
is man
   
Uuuuuuuu..


[Instrumental]
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[Chorus]

Don't tell my 

heart, my achy

 breaky heart
              
I just don't t

              
hink he'd unde

 
rstand
    
And if you tel

l my heart, my

 achy breaky h

eart
              
He might blow 

              
up and kill th

   
is man

N.C.
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
   
Uuuuuuuu..


[Outro]
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