(Nanci Griffith)



Gulf coast highway, he worked the rails

He worked the rice fields with their cold dark wells

He worked the oil rigs in the Gulf of Mexico

The only thing we've owned is this old house here by the road



And when he dies he says he'll catch some blackbird's wing

And we will fly away to heaven

Come some sweet blue bonnet spring



She walked through springtime when I was home

The days were sweet, our nights were warm

The seasons changed, the jobs would come

The flowers fade, and this old house felt so alone

When the work took me away



And when she dies she says she'll catch some blackbird's wing

And she will fly away to heaven

Come some sweet blue bonnet spring



Highway 90, the jobs are gone

We kept our garden, we set the sun

This is the only place on Earth blue bonnets grow

And once a year they come and go

At this old house here by the road



And when we die we say we'll catch some blackbird's wing

And we will fly away to heaven

Come some sweet blue bonnet spring



Yes when we die we say we'll catch some blackbird's wing

And we will fly away together

Come some sweet blue bonnet spring