Из альбома: The Moon's a Harsh Mistress (disc 5: live at the Royal Albert Hall)

I am a lineman for the county
And I drive the main roads
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

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