(Jimmy Webb)



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 wires

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

Will never 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.

Still on the line.

Still on the line.

And the Wichita lineman

Is still on the line.

Still on the line.