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, huh
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 one by 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
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 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
You can’t judge an apple by lookin’ at the tree
Can’t judge the honey by lookin’ at the bee
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?
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. Boy. Before we go any farther, we’d like to tell you that you might as well save yourself and don’t scream so much, because we’ve got a long way to go yet, okay? And to move on that long way, here is someone that is affectionately known as the world’s best looking midget, David Thomas Jones.
Davy: Thank you.