Chorus:
You can’t judge a book by looking at the cover
No you can’t judge a land by looking at the color
And you can’t judge a book by looking at the cover
When I was young and went to school, my mama taught me the magic rule
And what she said I tried my best to follow
She said — chorus
Then I left school and moved around, and what I saw and what I found
Made me remember what she said to follow
She said — chorus
(Solo)
And now I think, by now I know, that what appears is not always so
And I remember what she said to follow
She said — chorus