You Can't Judge a Book. 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
You Can't Judge a Book. 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
You Can't Judge a Book. 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
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Who saw the fences falling. Who broke the ploughman's bread. Who heard the winter calling. Who wore the tailor's thread. How many sheaves were counted. How did the carriage shine. How many thoug