Chords for Achey Breaky Heart Lyrics
Tempo:
122.05 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[A]
You can tell the world you never was my girl.
You can burn my clothes up [E] when I'm gone.
You can tell your friends just what a fool I've been.
And laugh and joke about me [A] on the phone.
You can tell my arms go back into the phone.
You can tell my feet to [E] hit the floor.
Oh, you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips.
They won't be reaching out for [A] you no more.
Don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart.
I just don't think [E] he'd understand.
And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart,
he might blow up and [A] kill this man.
You
[E]
[A]
can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas.
Or you can tell your dog [E] about my lips.
Go tell your brother, Cliff, whose fist can tear my lip.
He never really liked me [A] anyway.
Or tell your Aunt Louise, tell anything you please.
A separated note's [E] not OK.
And you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind.
It might be walking out on [A] me today.
But don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart.
I just don't think [E] he'd understand.
And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart,
he might blow up and [A] kill this man.
Ooh,
[E]
[A]
don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart,
I just don't think he'd [E] understand.
And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart,
He might blow up and [A] kill this man
No, 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
Don't
[E]
[A]
tell my heart my achy breaky heart.
I just don't think [E] he'd understand
And if you tell my heart my achy breaky heart, he might blow up and [A] kill this man
[E]
[A]
You can tell the world you never was my girl.
You can burn my clothes up [E] when I'm gone.
You can tell your friends just what a fool I've been.
And laugh and joke about me [A] on the phone.
You can tell my arms go back into the phone.
You can tell my feet to [E] hit the floor.
Oh, you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips.
They won't be reaching out for [A] you no more.
Don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart.
I just don't think [E] he'd understand.
And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart,
he might blow up and [A] kill this man.
You
[E]
[A]
can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas.
Or you can tell your dog [E] about my lips.
Go tell your brother, Cliff, whose fist can tear my lip.
He never really liked me [A] anyway.
Or tell your Aunt Louise, tell anything you please.
A separated note's [E] not OK.
And you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind.
It might be walking out on [A] me today.
But don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart.
I just don't think [E] he'd understand.
And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart,
he might blow up and [A] kill this man.
Ooh,
[E]
[A]
don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart,
I just don't think he'd [E] understand.
And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart,
He might blow up and [A] kill this man
No, 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
Don't
[E]
[A]
tell my heart my achy breaky heart.
I just don't think [E] he'd understand
And if you tell my heart my achy breaky heart, he might blow up and [A] kill this man
[E]
[A]
Key:
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_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ You can tell the world you never was my girl.
You can burn my clothes up [E] when I'm gone.
_ _ You can tell your friends just what a fool I've been.
And laugh and joke about me [A] on the phone.
_ _ You can tell my arms go back into the phone.
You can tell my feet to [E] hit the floor.
_ Oh, you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips.
They won't be reaching out for [A] you no more.
_ _ Don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart.
I just don't think [E] he'd understand.
_ And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart,
he might blow up and [A] kill this man.
_ _ _ You _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas.
Or you can tell your dog [E] about my lips.
_ Go tell your brother, Cliff, whose fist can tear my lip.
He never really liked me [A] anyway.
_ Or tell your Aunt Louise, tell anything you please.
A separated note's [E] not OK.
_ And you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind.
It might be walking out on [A] me today.
But don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart.
I just don't think [E] he'd understand.
_ And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart,
he might blow up and [A] kill this man.
Ooh, _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart,
I just don't think he'd [E] understand.
_ And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart,
He might blow up and [A] kill this man
No, 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
_ _ _ Don't _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ tell my heart my achy breaky heart.
I just don't think [E] he'd understand
_ And if you tell my heart my achy breaky heart, he might blow up and [A] kill this man
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ You can tell the world you never was my girl.
You can burn my clothes up [E] when I'm gone.
_ _ You can tell your friends just what a fool I've been.
And laugh and joke about me [A] on the phone.
_ _ You can tell my arms go back into the phone.
You can tell my feet to [E] hit the floor.
_ Oh, you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips.
They won't be reaching out for [A] you no more.
_ _ Don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart.
I just don't think [E] he'd understand.
_ And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart,
he might blow up and [A] kill this man.
_ _ _ You _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas.
Or you can tell your dog [E] about my lips.
_ Go tell your brother, Cliff, whose fist can tear my lip.
He never really liked me [A] anyway.
_ Or tell your Aunt Louise, tell anything you please.
A separated note's [E] not OK.
_ And you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind.
It might be walking out on [A] me today.
But don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart.
I just don't think [E] he'd understand.
_ And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart,
he might blow up and [A] kill this man.
Ooh, _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart,
I just don't think he'd [E] understand.
_ And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart,
He might blow up and [A] kill this man
No, 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
_ _ _ Don't _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ tell my heart my achy breaky heart.
I just don't think [E] he'd understand
_ And if you tell my heart my achy breaky heart, he might blow up and [A] kill this man
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
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