Some judge a man by the way he shakes a hand
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And if he looks a man in the eyes
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By the way he treats his tools
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The way he treats a fool
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And the things that he can buy
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His shoes, how they shine
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All that I admit
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I judge a man by the woman
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And her smile, the light 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
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His best friend, don't you know
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You judge the day by the sun
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But you judge a man by the woman
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You can spend all day watching work and play
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Get to know his habits and his friends
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Learn what makes him laugh, pry into his past
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Find out what makes him cry and makes him sin
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You might think you can right through
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Oh, but the best thing you can do
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Is judge a man by the woman
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And her smile, the light 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
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His best friend, don't you know
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You judge the day by the sun
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But you judge a man by the woman
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Judge a man by the woman
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And her smile or the light 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
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His best friend, don't you know
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You judge the day by the sun
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But you judge a man by the woman
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Judge a Man by the Woman
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| Heartland |
