Fame... A dream put off for the familys needs
He puts in eight down at the factory
When he gets home his feet are tired
If he had his way he'd been a workin'
With his hands on wood and wire
Chorus:
Saginaw spruce
Tennessee maple
Sears and Robuck
Black Diamond Strings
Late at night he fans that fire...
When he grabs a hold of that wood and wire
Days... years... his dream just disappeared
They never once heard him complainin'
Their every wish is his desire
And without them he might have made it
With his hands on wood and wire..
Chorus:
Saginaw spruce
Tennessee maple
Sears and Robuck
Black Diamond Strings
Late at night he fans that fire...
When he grabs hold of that wood and wire
If u ask him.. he will tell u...
That he don't have no regrets
Then he'll take his calloused fingers
And let 'em fly across those frets
Chorus:
Saginaw spruce
Tennessee maple
Sears and Robuck
Black Diamond Strings
Late a night he fans that fire
When he grabs a hold of that wood and wire
Late a night he fans that fire
When he grabs a hold of that wood and wire...
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