Chords for HERB KRAUS & THE WALKIN' SHOES - ACHY BREAKY HEART
Tempo:
81.85 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Jam Along & Learn...
[A]
You can tell the world you never lost my girl You can borrow my clothes when [E] I'm gone
friends just what a fool I've been
You can turn my arms and go back into the
[E] to hit the floor
They won't be reaching out for [A] you no more
heart, my achy, breaky heart It just don't [E] say they'd understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart It might blow over and kill this man
You can tell the world you never lost my girl You can borrow my clothes when [E] I'm gone
friends just what a fool I've been
You can turn my arms and go back into the
[E] to hit the floor
They won't be reaching out for [A] you no more
heart, my achy, breaky heart It just don't [E] say they'd understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart It might blow over and kill this man
100% ➙ 82BPM
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_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ You can tell the world you never lost my girl You can borrow my clothes when [E] I'm gone
Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been
And laugh and joke [A] about me on the phone _ You can turn my arms and go back into the
past You can tell my feet [E] to hit the floor
Or 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 It just don't [E] say they'd understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart It might blow over and kill this man
You _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
can tell your mom I moved to Arkansas You can tell your doctor [E] by my name
Or tell your brother Glenn, who's misconstrued by Lynn He never really loved me [A] anyway
_ Or tell your enemies, tell anything you please The self-righteous [E] knows I'm out of pain
Or you can tell my eyes, what's up on my mind He might be walking out [A] on me today
_ Don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart It just don't say they'd [E] understand
_ And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart It might blow over and kill this man
[E] _
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_ _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ Don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart It just don't [E] say they'd understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart It might blow over [A] and kill this man
_ Don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart It just don't say they'd [E] understand
_ And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart It might blow [A] over and kill this man _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ You can tell the world you never lost my girl You can borrow my clothes when [E] I'm gone
Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been
And laugh and joke [A] about me on the phone _ You can turn my arms and go back into the
past You can tell my feet [E] to hit the floor
Or 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 It just don't [E] say they'd understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart It might blow over and kill this man
You _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
can tell your mom I moved to Arkansas You can tell your doctor [E] by my name
Or tell your brother Glenn, who's misconstrued by Lynn He never really loved me [A] anyway
_ Or tell your enemies, tell anything you please The self-righteous [E] knows I'm out of pain
Or you can tell my eyes, what's up on my mind He might be walking out [A] on me today
_ Don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart It just don't say they'd [E] understand
_ And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart It might blow over and kill this man
[E] _
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_ _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ Don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart It just don't [E] say they'd understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart It might blow over [A] and kill this man
_ Don't tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart It just don't say they'd [E] understand
_ And if you tell my heart, my achy, breaky heart It might blow [A] over and kill this man _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _