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 ever owned is this old house here by the road

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

He will fly away to heaven, come some sweet blue bonnet spring She walked through springtime when I was home

The days were sweet, the 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 tilled 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