Billy Ray Cyrus – Achy Breaky Heart: Lyrics and Music Video
Achy Breaky Heart Lyrics
You Can Tell The World You Never Was My Girl
You Can Burn My Clothes When I’m Gone
Or You Can Tell Your Friends Just What A Fool I’ve Been
And Laugh And Joke About Me On The Phone
You Can Tell My Arms To 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 Won’t Be Reaching Out For You No More
But 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
Ooo
You Can Tell Your Ma I Moved To Arkansas
Or You Can Tell Your Dog To Bite My Leg
Or Tell Your Brother Cliff Who’s Fist Can Tell My Lips
He Never Really Liked Me Anyway
Oh Tell Your Aunt Louise, Tell Anything You Please
Myself Already Knows That I’m Okay
Oh You Can Tell My Eyes To Watch Out For My Mind
It Might Be Walking Out On Me Today
But 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
Ooo
But 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
Ooo
Don’t Tell My Heart, My Achy Breaky Heart
He Might Blow Up And Kill This Man
Ooo
Don’t Tell My Heart, My Achy Breaky Heart
He Might Blow Up And Kill This Man
Ooo
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