Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand
And laugh and joke about me on the phone
He might blow up and kill this man
Myself already knows that I'm not okay
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
It might be walking out on me today
I just don't think it'd understand
Oh you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind
Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips
Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand
You can tell your dog to bite my leg
You can tell my arms, go back onto the phone
Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been
You can tell my feet to hit the floor
Oh tell your aunt Louise, tell anything you please
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He never really liked me anyway
They won't be reaching out for you no more
Or tell your brother Cliff who's fist can tell my lips
But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
You can tell your Ma I moved to Arkansas
Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
