Achy breaky heart

ACHY BREAKY HEART



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1. You can tell the world you never was my girl, 
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    you can burn my clothes up when I am gone.

    You can tell your friends just what a fool I've been,
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    and laugh and joke about me on the phone.

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2. You can tell my arms : Go back into the farm!
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    You can tell my feet to hit the floor.

    You can tell my lips to tell my fingertips,
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    they won't be reaching out for you no more.

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But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart,
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I just don't think he'll understand.

But if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart,
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he might blow up and kill this man.

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3. You can tell your Ma,  I moved to Arkansas,
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    you can tell your dog to bite my leg.
             
    Or tell your brother Cliff, whose fist can tell my lips,
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    he never really liked me anyway.

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4. Or tell your Aunt Louise, tell anything you please,
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    myself already knows I'm not O.K.

    Or you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind,
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    it might be walkin' out on me one day.

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