Here's a song about a good 'ole girl
  with a big 'ole heart that
  got broke 'cause she was in love
  withsome son of a bitch
  who didn't love her back enough ...
  
  Slowly she sank to her knees on the floor
  Cursin' the freedom she'd won
  From the torture she vowed not to take anymore
  And the victim she'd almost become
  
  For a lady who'd learned all
  there is about leaving
  She sure took a long time to go
  But he loved her right down
  to her socks and no further
  And her feet were the last ones to know.
  
  You see, the problem is,
  sometimes when you take
  a good stiff shot to
  the heart, it kinda stuns you.
  It takes a while for the message
  to get down to your feet to get
  you out of trouble.
  So you stand there
  l ike some old fighter taking punishment
  you don't even know you're takin'.
  But one day, you wake up
  and look down at your feet
  and find they're just
  walking you away from me.
  
  For a lady who'd learned all
  there is about leaving
  She sure picked a hard way to go
  But he loved her right down
  to her socks and no further
  And her feet were the last ones to know.