I am a lineman for the county
And I've tried to love my own
Searching in the sun for another road
Lord, I hear you singing in the wild
I can hear you through the wind
The Wichita line
Is still on my ear
I know I need a small vacation
But it don't look like rain
And if it snows that stretch down
I won't ever stand straight
And I need you more
Than voice
And I want you, and I want you for a time
And the way you talk like that is still on the line
And I need you more than want you
And I want you for a time
And the way you talk like that is still on the line
All right.
Thank you all.
Thank you all so much.
