Boots kiss copper at dawn's first blush
Desert breathes hot beneath my soles
Six hundred feet where the hawks don't hush
I pace the line where the current rolls
Salt in my veins from a keeper's ghost
Walk the copper line today
Sun won't chase my feet away
Six hundred feet above the plain
Six hundred feet above the plain
Copper line sings through the heat
Asphalt ribs stretch past the canyon rim
Watch the walker trace his thin white path
Sun bleaches bone and steel to ghostly gray
No net below just heat and aftermath
I hold the dark where the tires sing
Walk the copper line today
Sun won't chase my feet away
Six hundred feet above the plain
Six hundred feet above the plain
Copper line sings through the heat
Night brings cold wind off the plateau
Lantern swings on my utility belt
Stars don't care what the voltmeters show
Just hum and spark where connections melt
Salt in my veins keeps the fear controlled
Walk the copper line today
Sun won't chase my feet away
Six hundred feet above the plain
Six hundred feet above the plain
Copper line sings through the heat
Moon paints silver on high tension wire
Coyote calls from the mesquite flat
Worker turns to smoke and ghost and fire
Dawn will find him walking just like that
I hold the dark where the tires sing
Walk the copper line today
Sun won't chase my feet away
Six hundred feet above the plain
Six hundred feet above the plain
Copper line sings through the heat
Copper line sings through the heat
Copper line... copper line...
Walk me home on copper line