A
Well you can tell the world you never was my girl
E
You can burn my clothes when I am gone
A
And laugh and joke about me on the phone
A
You can tell my arms go back to the farm
E
Or you can tell my feet to hit the floor
A
They won’t be reaching out for you no more
A
But don’t tell my heart
E
I just don’t think he’d understand
A
He might blow up and kill this man
A
You can tell your ma I moved to Arcansas
E
Or you can tell your dog to bite my leg
A
He never really liked me anyway
A
Or tell your aunt Louise tell anything you please
E
Myself already knows I’m not ok
A
It might be walkin’ out on me today
A
But don’t tell my heart
E
I just don’t think he’d understand
A
He might blow up and kill this man
A
E
