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