Willie Dixon
You Can’t Judge a Book
That's nice... Yeah... All right... mhm... Bit of drums now
Yeah, all right... Yeah, come on boys!
Ah, you can't judge an apple by looking at the tree
You can't judge a honey by looking at a bee
You can't judge a daughter by looking at the mother
You can't judge a book by looking at the cover
Well uh, can't you see (can't you see)
Oh Lord, how you misjudge me
I know I look like a farmer
But uh, I'm a lover
Well you can't judge a book by looking at the cover
Now you, can't judge the sugar by looking at the cane
You can't judge a woman by looking at the man
You can't judge a sister by looking at the brother
You can't judge a book by looking at the cover
Well uh, can't you see (can't you see)
Oh ah, how you misjudge me
I know I look like a farmer
But uh, I'm a lover
Well you, can't judge a book by looking at the cover