Judge A Man - John Corbett

Some judge a man by the way he shakes a hand, and if he looks them in the eye

By the way he keeps his cool, the way he treats a fool, and all the things that

he can buy

His shoes, how they shine, oh but I’ll admit that I

Judge a man by the woman and her smile, the light-up in her eyes

The way she holds him when they dance

She’s the window to his soul, his best friend don’t you know

You judge a day buy the sun, but you judge a man by the woman

You could spend all day, watch him work and play, get to know his habits and

his friends

Learn what makes him laugh, and pry into his past, what makes him cry what

makes him sing

You may think that you can see right through, oh but the best thing you can do

is

Judge a man by the woman and her smile, the light-up in her eyes

The way she holds him when they dance

She’s the window to his soul, his best friend don’t you know

You judge a day buy the sun, but you judge a man by the woman

Judge a man by the woman and her smile, the light-up in her eyes

The way she holds him when they dance

She’s the window to his soul, his best friend don’t you know

You judge a day buy the sun, but you judge a man by the woman