There are songs that live in the charts, and then there are songs that live in your bones.

Thirty-three years ago, Billy Ray Cyrus came barreling out of Flatwoods, Kentucky, with a mullet that could cut glass and a song that lit country music on fire. “Achy Breaky Heart” wasn’t just a hit, it was a cultural detonation. Two chords, a hip-shaking beat, and a chorus that somehow got burned into every brain from Nashville to Tokyo. There was no escaping it, and honestly, no one wanted to.

Back in 1992, country radio didn’t know what to do with Cyrus. He looked more like a backup dancer for Prince than a Nashville artist. But that was the point. Cyrus didn’t show up to blend in. With dance moves straight outta Elvis’ playbook and a voice soaked in Kentucky grit, he made sure you remembered him. That unforgettable twang, that damn catchy chorus, it all hit at a time when the pop charts were stumbling around in neon confusion. The country world stepped up, boot-scootin’ right into a gap pop had left wide open.

And it worked. Good Lord, did it work.

The song’s writer, Don Von Tress, said he just wanted to hear his tune on the radio. After a few near misses, he brought the demo to Billy Ray. Cyrus, 30 years old and damn near ready to pack it in, heard it and knew this was the one. He wasn’t wrong. “Achy Breaky Heart” turned him into a lightning rod. Women lost their minds at his live shows. Mercury Records, realizing what they had, went all in on his visuals, sending the video to every honky-tonk in America and launching dance contests that swept the country like wildfire.

Suddenly, line dancing wasn’t just a Texas thing. It was in school gym classes. Country clubs popped up in every corner of suburbia. Everyone knew the steps. Everyone knew the words. Billy Ray Cyrus was no longer just a guy with a dream. He was a full-blown sensation.

And it saved his damn life.

Years later, Cyrus admitted he was one rejection away from giving it all up. “Achy Breaky Heart” didn’t just launch a career. It gave a guy from Flatwoods a shot at something bigger. It turned a near burnout into a megastar and paved the way for the country boom of the ’90s.

Was it cheesy? Sure. Was it overplayed? Definitely. But was it unforgettable? No question.

And the legacy? It’s bigger than a single hit. Billy Ray went on to act, produce, and father one of the biggest pop stars of the 21st century. He even snagged a credit on “Old Town Road,” the longest-running No. 1 song in Billboard history. You can call him a one-hit wonder if you want, but you better include a dozen footnotes and asterisks with that take.

Today, “Achy Breaky Heart” is still a wedding banger in Mexico. It’s been translated into languages you probably didn’t know existed. And Cyrus? He’s still making music, still doing it his way. His latest release, “Over the Rainbow,” dropped this summer with proceeds benefiting the National Museum of African American Music. His next album, produced by his son Braison, is on the way this fall.

Say what you want about the hair, the dance moves, or the denim-on-denim crimes against fashion. But for three decades, Billy Ray Cyrus has kept it real. And that damn heart of his? It’s still beating loud and proud.