You never were my girl
You can just forget me
When I’m gone
Or you can tell your friends
Just what a fool I’ve been
And laugh and joke 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
No more
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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
I might break down and cry today
Oooo
You can tell my Ma
I moved to Arkansas
You can tell your dog
I’m gone for good
Or you can tell your brother Cliff
I’ve given him the slip
He never really liked me anyway
Or you can tell your Aunt Louise,
Tell anyone you please,
Myself already knows I’m not okay
Or you can tell my eyes
To watch out for my mind
It might be walking out on me today
