There's a whole lot about a woman, a man don't know If I had known my leaving wouldn't hurt her I'd've turned her loose a long long time ago But I had the silly notion, she'd go to pieces There's a whole lot about a woman, a man don't know All I could see was her crying over me I just knew that she had no place to go The only thing I believe was what she told me
But there's a whole lot about a woman, a man don't know About the time I thought I might own her I found out, I'd really never known her I'm still trying to understand her as I stand and watch her go But there's a whole lot about a woman, a man don't know I'm still trying to understand her