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.