I am a lineman for the county, and I drive the main road,Searching in the sun for another home alone.I hear you singing in the wire, I can hear you through the wine,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.And I need you more than want you, and I want you for all time,And the Wichita lineman is still on the line.And I need you more than want you, and I want you for all time,And the Wichita lineman is still on the line.