Achy Breaky Heart

You can tell the world
You never was my girl
Or you can burn my clothes when I'm gone
Or you can tell your friends
What a fool I've been
And laugh and joke about me on the phone
You can tell my arms
Go back onto the farm
Or 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
You can tell your ma
I'm moving to Arkansas
Or you can tell your dad to bite my leg
Or you can tell your brother Cliff
Whose fist can tell my lip
He never really liked me anyway
Or tell your Aunt Louise
Tell her anything you please
Myself already knows I'm not okay
Or 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
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
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