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Some judge a man by the way he shakes a hand, and if he looks them in the eye |
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By the way he keeps his cool,the way he treats a fool, and all the things that he can buy |
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His shoes, how they shine, oh but I'll admit that I |
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Judge a man by the woman and her smile, the light-up in her eyes |
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The way she holds him when they dance |
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She's the window to his soul, his best friend don't you know |
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You judge a day buy the sun, but you judge a man by the woman |
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You could spend all day, watch him work and play, get to know his habits and his friends |
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Learn what makes him laugh, and pry into his past, what makes him cry what makes him sing |
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You may think that you can see right through, oh but the best thing you can do is |
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Judge a man by the woman and her smile, the light-up in her eyes |
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The way she holds him when they dance |
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She's the window to his soul, his best friend don't you know |
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You judge a day buy the sun, but you judge a man by the woman |
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Judge a man by the woman and her smile, the light-up in her eyes |
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The way she holds him when they dance |
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She's the window to his soul, his best friend don't you know |
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You judge a day buy the sun, but you judge a man by the woman |
