“You Can’t Judge a Book by the Cover (live)”

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

Oh, can’t you see?
You misjudged me
I look like a farmer, but I’m a lover
Can’t judge a book by lookin’ at the cover

You can’t judge a fish by lookin’ in the pond
Can’t judge a right by lookin’ at the wrong
Can’t judge a one by lookin’ at the other
You can’t judge a book by lookin’ at the cover

Oh, can’t you see?
You misjudged me
I look like a farmer, but I’m a lover
Can’t judge a book by lookin’ at the cover, uh-uh

You can’t judge the sugar by lookin’ at the pan
Can’t judge a woman by lookin’ at her man
Can’t judge a daughter by lookin’ at the mother
Can’t judge a book by lookin’ at the cover

Oh, can’t you see?
You misjudged me, baby
I look like a farmer, but I’m a lover
Can’t judge a book by lookin’ at the cover

You can’t judge a fish by lookin’ at the pond
Can’t judge a right by lookin’ at the wrong
Can’t judge a one lookin’ at the other
Can’t judge a book by lookin’ at the cover

Oh, can’t you see?
You misjudged me
I look like a farmer, but I’m a lover
Can’t judge a book by lookin’ at the cover

Mike: Thank you very much, Seattle. Hi! Ha ha! Everybody over to Portland for a party. Okay. Th—uh—wait—cool it. Wait a minute. If you waste, if you waste all your time screaming now, you won’t have anything left, because we’ve got a long way to go yet in the show, okay? [???] Bye. Um, right now, we’d like to present, what is considered by some, the world’s best looking midget, David Thomas Jones.
Davy: Thank you. Thank you very much.