And I drive the main road,
Searchin' in the sun for another overload.
I hear you singing in the wires,
I can hear you through the whine,
And the Witchita Lineman is still on the line.
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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 Witchita Lineman is still on the line.
And I need you more that want you
And I want you for all time
And the Witchita Lineman is still on the line