Achy Breaky Heart                          Tempo: 123 / Toonsoort; A
(Billy Ray Cyrus)

Spooky soft studio
[Intro:]

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[Vers 1:]

You can tell the world you never was my girl, 

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you can burn my clothes when I'm gone, or you can tell your friends 

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just what a fool I've been and laugh and joke about me on the phone. 

You can tell my arms go back onto the phone, 

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you can tell my feet to hit the floor, or you can tell my lips 

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

[Refrain:]

don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart, 

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I just don't think it'd understand, and if you tell my heart, 

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my achy breaky heart, he might blow up and kill this man. ---- 

[Interlude:]

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[Vers 2:]

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 

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who's fist can tell my lips, he never really liked me anyway. 

Oh, tell your Aunt Louise, tell anything you please, 

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myself already knows that I'm okay,oh, you can tell my eyes 

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to watch out for my mind, it might be walking out on me today. But 

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[Refrain 2:]

Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart, 

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I just don't think it'd understand, and if you tell my heart, 

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my achy breaky heart, he might blow up and kill this man. 

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Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart, 

I just don't think it'd understand, and if you tell my heart, 

my achy breaky heart, he might blow up and kill this man. 

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Ooh, oh, wee. ---- 

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