by Bo Diddley

You can't judge an apple by lookin' at the tree
You can't judge honey by lookin' at the bee
You can't judge a daughter by lookin' at the mother
You can't judge a book by lookin' at the cover

Oh, can't you see -- whoa, you've misjudged me
I look like a farmer but I'm a lover
You can't judge a book by lookin' at the cover

( Aww, come on in here closer baby, hear what else I got to say --
You got your radio turned down too low -- turn it up! )

You can't judge sugar by lookin' at the cane
You can't judge a woman by lookin' at her man
You can't judge a sister by lookin' at her brother
You can't judge a book by lookin' at the cover

Oh, can't you see -- whoa, you've misjudged me
I look like a farmer but I'm a lover
You can't judge a book by lookin' at the cover

Aw, how am I doin', baby?

You can't judge a fish by lookin' in the pond
You can't judge right from lookin' at the wrong
You can't judge one by lookin' at the other

Oh, can't you see -- whoa, you've misjudged me
I look like a farmer but I'm a lover
You can't judge a book by lookin' at the cover


Transcribed by Rich Kulawiec, rsk@ecn.purdue.edu