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[Verse 1]
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You can tell the world, you never was my girl
                                  E
You can burn my clothes when I am gone
   E
Or you can tell your friends, just what a fool I've been
                                   A
And laugh and joke about me on the phone
     
     
[Verse 2]
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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
   E
Or you can tell my lips, to tell my fingertips
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They won't be reaching out for you no more
     
     
[Chorus]
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But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
                             E
I just don't think he'd understand
    E
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
                               A
He might blow up and kill this man
A
Uuuuuuuu..
     
     
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]
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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
E
Or tell your brother Cliff, whose fist can tell my lip
                            A
He never really liked me anyway
          
[Verse 4]
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Go tell your aunt Louise, tell anything you please
                              E
Myself already knows I'm not okay
   E
Or you can tell my eye, watch out for my mind
                                  A
It might be walkin' out on me one day
     
     
[Chorus]
    A
But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
                             E
I just don't think he'd understand
    E
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
                               A
He might blow up and kill this man
   A
Uuuuuuuu..
     
[Instrumental]
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[Chorus]
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Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
                             E
I just don't think he'd understand
    E
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
                               A
He might blow up and kill this 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
   A
Uuuuuuuu..
     
[Outro]
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