Achy Breaky Heart 25

You can tell the world you never was my girl
You can burn my clothes when I'm gone
Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been
And laugh and joke about me on the phone
You can tell my arms go back to the farm
You can tell my feet to hit the floor
Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips
They won't be reaching out for you no more

But 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, ooh

Te gusta vivir bien te juro que tal vez
Yo pueda darte algo de valor
Or tell your brother Cliff whose fist can tell my lip
He never really liked me anyway
Me he andado por las ramas
Por vigas y por nada
No tengo más motivo que tu amor
Or you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind
It might be walking out on me today

No rompas más mi pobre corazón
Estás pegando justo entiéndelo
Si quiebras poco más mi pobre corazón
Me harás mil pedazos quiérelo, ooh

No rompas más mi pobre corazón
Estás pegando justo entiéndelo
Si quiebras poco más mi pobre corazón
Me harás mil pedazos quiérelo, ooh-ooh
Ooh!
Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
My achy breaky heart
Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
Ooh eh alright, Come on, Alright
No rompas más mi pobre corazón (my achy breaky heart)
Estás pegando justo entiéndelo (I just don't think he'd understand)
Si quiebras poco más mi pobre corazón
He might blow up and kill this man
Don't tell my heart