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