(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.