Wichita Lineman

I am a lineman for the county
And I drive the main road.
Searchin' in the sun for another overload.
I hear you singin' in the wire,
I can hear you through the whine,
And the Wichita lineman is still on the line.

I know I need a small vacation,
But it don't look like rain.
And if it snows, that stretch down south won't ever stand the strain.
And I need you more than want you,
And I want you for all time,
And the Wichita lineman is still on the line.