Tonalité : A major•
Verse 1
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Well, you can tell the world
I never was my girl
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Or you can burn my clothes when I am gone
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
Or you can tell my arms
to go back to the farm
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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
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out for you no more
But don't tell my heart,
my achy, breaky heart
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I just don't think he'd understand
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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You can tell your mom
we moved to Arkansas
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You can tell your dogs about my leg
Or tell your brother Cliff,
who's fist can tell my lips,
he never really liked me anyway.
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Or tell your Aunt Louise,
tell anything you please,
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myself already knows I'm not okay.
Or you can tell my eye,
to watch out for my mind,
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it might be walking out on me today.
But don't tell my heart,
my achy, breaky heart
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I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart,
my achy, breaky heart
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He might blow up and kill this man
But don't tell my heart,
my achy, breaky heart
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I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart,
my achy breaky heart,
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you might blow up and kill
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this man. Whoo!
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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
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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