I am the lineman for the county And I drive the main roads Searching in the sun for another overload I hear you singing on the wire I hear your voice through the whine And the Wichita lineman Is still on the line I know I'll need a small vacation But it don't look like rain But if there's snow 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