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. And I need you more. Than want you. And I want you for all time. And the Wichita Lineman. Is still on the line