Fame...a dream put off for the family's needs
He puts in 8 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]
Saganaw 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
Days...years...his dream just disappears
They never once heard him complainin'
Their every wish is his desire
And without then he might have made it...
With his hands on wood and wire..
Late a night he fans that fire
When he grabs a hold of that wood and wire

[Chorus]
Saganaw 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
Bridge
If you 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]
Saganaw 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

Writer : KENNY BEARD, MICHAEL BLAKE MAHLER
Copyright : Lyrics © "SHC, LLC"