You Can’t Judge a Book Songtext
von Long John Baldry

That′s nice
Yeah, alright, mhm
Bit of drums now
Yeah, alright
Go on, boys!

Ah, you can't judge an apple by looking at the tree
You can′t judge 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, can′t you see
Oh, Lord, how you misjudge me
I know I look like a farmer
But I, 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, can′t you see
Oh, Lord, how you misjudge me
I know I look like a farmer
But I, I'm a lover
Well, you can't judge a book by looking at the cover

Get on it now!
Yeah, woo, Lord, oh, Mr. Little Adam
Oh, Bobby too
Well, you can′t judge a fish by just looking at the pond
You can′t judge right from just looking at the wrong
You can't judge the one by just looking at the other
You can′t judge a book by looking at the cover

Well, can't you see
Oh, Lord, how you misjudge me
I know I look like a peasant
But I, I′m a lover
Well, you can't judge a book by looking at the cover

Now, you can′t judge Rod Stewart by looking at his nose
You can't judge Elton John by fathering at his clothes
You can't judge Billy Gap when he′s lying in the gutter
You can′t judge a book by looking at the cover


Well, can't you see
Oh, how you misjudge me
I know I look like a farmer
But I, I′m a lover
Well, you can't judge a book by looking at the cover

Yeah, woo, Lord
Yeah, ho, ho, that′s nice
Now, try to get openin' my cover now
Before you start judging my book
Yeah, ho, get on it now, come on
Play it, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Oh, son of a-
There he is, in the blood apple, woo