Alone in a booth, in the Pioneer Cafe I'm strung out from the road, a pillow in my hands I sip the last straw from a cold cup of coffee and try to sort
Free--can anyone show me the way to free? Free--does anyone know which way is to free? I aint here to dought you, just heard so much about you Wont
seems like a million miles away And I must have been high to believe that I would ever leave Now I'm just a flat fine line like the Wichita skyline 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
, in the city, in the city of Wichita In the city, in the city of, in the city of (Wichita) In the city, in the city, in the city of Wichita In the city
It's raining cats and dogs At a dinner outside of Wichita Out of money out of breath I'm out here in the great Midwest It ain't like you'll walk through
city, in the city, in the city of Wichita In the city, in the city of, in the city of (Wichita) In the city, in the city, in the city of Wichita In the
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
Of your sweet little myth You've never seen it, no I'm half sick on the drinks you mixed, through your True dreams of Wichita True dreams of Wichita
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
but the devil made me do it It's a story I never told Spent a little time never learn to rhyme Guess I never will She sang a song about Wichita
I want you for all time The Wichita lineman is still on the line And I need you more than want you And I want you for all time The Wichita lineman is
county and I drive the main road Searching in the sun for another overload I hear you singing in the wires I can hear you through the whine And the Wichita
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
the things that they say I did Well I sure musta had a ball 'Cause in 30 more days I'm goin' back home to see that gal of mine But the wichita jail
of blue And I watch the black clouds roll in Chasin' me back again Back to the flat fine line The Wichita skyline, The Wichita skyline The Wichita skyline
all time And the Wichita lineman Well, he's still on the line And I need you more than want you And I want you for all time And the Wichita lineman
Our father was a union man some day I'll be one too The bosses fired Daddy, what's our family gonna do? Come all you good workers good news to you I'