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Sit down, shut yo mouth

Don’t give me no flap

Gonna make you hip to the Lineman Rap

I could feel that old pain down in my knees

The weatherman said it’s 29 degrees

I was sittin snug and dry in my house

Fixin to have dinner with my little spouse

Next thing I know phone begins to ring

Knew I should have unplugged dat damn thing

Dispatcher sez in dat nice happy voice

Wanna go to work…..Like I gotta choice

I ain’t broke, but I got bills I gotta pay

And I try to put back for a rainy day

But that ain’t the reason I answer that phone

I know somebody needs their lights back on

I pick up the lines all through the night

Get the folks on about daylight

I’m tired, cold, can’t even feel my feet

I want hot coffee and something to eat

I hear a little chirp from my cel phone

She says hey honey when ya coming back home

I don’t know, an I can’t say,

But I’m gonna kill that dispatcher one of these days