Billy Ray Cyrus – Achy Breaky Heart (Guitar)

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You can tell the world, you never was my girl

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You can burn my clothes when I am gone

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Or 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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You can tell my arms, go back into the farm

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You can tell my feet to hit the floor

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Or 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'd understand

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And 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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Uuuuuuuu..

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You can tell your maw, I moved to Arkansas

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You can tell your dog to bite my leg

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Or tell your brother Cliff, whose fist can tell my lip

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He never really liked me anyway

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Go tell your aunt Louise, tell anything you please

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Myself already knows I'm not okay

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Or you can tell my eye, watch out for my mind

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It might be walkin' out on me one day

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

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I just don't think he'd understand

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And 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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Uuuuuuuu..

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Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart

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I just don't think he'd understand

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And 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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Uuuuuuuu..