I am a lineman for the county
And I drive the main roads
Searching in the sun
For another overload
I hear you singing in the wires
I can hear you through the wine
And the Wichita land
He's still on the line
I know I need a small vacation
But it don't look like me
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
Oh, and the Wichita land
He's still on the line
Oh, and the Wichita land
And I need you more than want you
Oh, and the Wichita land
And I want you for all time
And the Wichita land
He's still on the line
Still on the line
And he's doing fine
He's still on the line
