Jim Adams aka Newepicauthor, the creator of A Unique Title For Me, is hosting SONG-LYRIC-SUNDAY and this week he has chosen the theme: COUNTRY MUSIC

I narrowed down my choice today to three songs – two of them I just love, love, love (songs from Dolly Parton and Tammy Wynette). However, I chose the third song, the one that when I hear it sounds so “country”. I have to admit, it all makes me think of line dancing. Not that there is anything wrong with line dancing.
I am not sure when this song was released, but I do remember it being played on the radio a lot when I was younger. I think it must have had some chart success. The song is “Achy Breaky Heart” from a country singer called Billy Ray Cyrus.
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 it'd understand And if you tell my heart my achy breaky heart He might blow up and kill this man You can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas You can tell your dog to bite my leg Or tell your brother Cliff, whose fist can tear my lip He never really liked me anyway Or tell your Aunt Louise tell anything 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 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 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 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 Written by: Donald L. Von Tress