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Fame, a dream put off for the family's 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 Saginaw spruce, Tennessee maple Sears and Roebuck, black diamond strings Late at night he fans that fire When he grabs 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 them he might have made it With his hands on wood and wire Saginaw spruce, Tennessee maple Sears and Roebuck, black diamond strings Late at night he fans that fire When he grabs a hold of that wood and wire If you ask him, he will tell you That he don't have no regrets Till you take his calloused fingers And let 'em fly across those frets Saginaw spruce, Tennessee maple Sears and Roebuck, black diamond strings Oh, late at night he fans that fire When he grabs hold of that wood and wire Late at night he fans that fire When he grabs hold of that wood and wire