Oil Man - Rhythm Of That Baby

There ain't a darker night than the ones I've seen When you're too damn tired to even dream But you come alive when the doghouse screams Oh the oil field's dark as money is green There ain't a headache like the ones that come Between a two week hitch and a seven day run Blood, sweat, spit and a filthy tongue Oh the oil field hurts like a snake bite stung So I'll send a card for Christmas and birthdays missed And I'll sign the papers for the woman that I couldn't kiss And I'll take the blame if I don't make the good Lord's list But when I die I hope they know it was all for them Cause I'd do it all over again There ain't nothing in the world like earning these stripes Then getting put out of work when the price ain't right Yeah I left my soul, my pain, and my strife Oh the oil field holes are filled with my life So I'll send a card for Christmas and birthdays missed And I'll sign the papers for the woman that I couldn't kiss And I'll take the blame if I don't make the good Lord's list But when I die I hope they know it was all for them Cause I'd do it all over again Well this hard hat and steel toes on my feet Built the roughneck man that I'll always be Yeah and I did it all for my family Oh rig up, rig down, this patch just might bury me

Scanning at the blue bended headlands White flurry scudded, a dark silhouette flashes by, in the wet It is glistening flesh In the deep marine, in the deep marine There is room for make believe out in the ocean There is room for make believe out on the land In the wet, in the dream, if its flashing then seen In the deep marine, in the deep marine Looking to the white framed headland Green pockets dropping, a bright cockatoo Circles up in the breeze, in the realm you can't reach In the deep marine, in the deep marine There is room for make believe out in the ocean There is room for make believe out on the land In the west, crashes by, its a green silhouette In the deep marine, in the deep marine No one can make her, no one can break her down Underwater, over land No one can make her, no one can break her Underwater, over land No one can make her, no one can break her She is what she is and no one can bring her down, bring her down Looking to the white framed headland Green pockets dropping a bright cockatoo Circles up in the breeze, in the realm you can't reach In the deep marine, in the deep marine There is room for make believe out in the ocean There is room for make believe out on the land In the wet, flashes by, its a green silhouette In the deep marine, in the deep marine No one can make her, no one can break her Underwater, overland No one can break her, no one can fake her She it what she is and no one can bring her down, bring her down Underwater, overland No one can squeeze her, no one can freeze her now No one can make her, no one can break her down No one can seize her, no one can freeze her She is what she is and you've got to see it