Waiting on the Call

Here's a song about the life of a commercial diver. Waiting on a

call. Got a welding rod tucked in my pocket at the bar.

Everyone who sees it knows I've come from somewhere far. Started in short

shallow waters learning how to breathe. Now I'm chasing deeper money. That offshore dream

to achieve. We're the ones who go below where the oil rigs touch the

ocean floor. Waiting by the phone at home for that job that might not

call no more. Saturation's where the lucky few will go. But most times

it's stand down, pack it up and home. We're commercial drivers living on the