From the recording Under the Bridge

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Performed by Stephen Evans & the True Grits. Stephen Evans - vocal/rhythm acoustic guitar, Brian Shoemaker bass/lead electric guitar, Woodstock - mandolin, Sam Hess - drums

Lyrics

He Can't Fool Wendy

He can't fool Wendy
She sees right through him
With eyes that can burn him down
To ash without a sound

He wants and angel
Loves a devil
Who has him pinned to the ground
With her power to hold him down

Under her spell
Traps him in a shell
And it feels like heaven
He can't fool Wendy

She knows the answer
To his question
Gives him loving looks
Straight from the romance book

He loves the smell of her
Skin so light and soft
Strokes her hair of gold
Then does what he's told

Under her spell
Can't get him out of hell
When it feels like heaven
He can't fool Wendy
Can't fool Wendy
Can't fool Wendy

He's had enough of this
A slave to her evil kiss
He'll end it all tonight
Stop what's been delight

A knife to strike her down
The tie to which he's bound
But she stopped him dead
And in one last breath he said

Now I am free
From your hanging tree
And it feels like heaven
He can't fool Wendy
Can't fool Wendy
Can't fool Wendy
Can't fool Wendy