(songwriters: James Hooker - Nanci Griffith - Danny Flowers)
Gulf Coast Highway, he worked the rails.
He worked the rice fields with their cool 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
And he will fly away to Heaven, come some sweet bluebonnet 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;
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 bluebonnet spring
Highway 90, the jobs are gone.
We tend our garden, we set the sun
This is the only place on earth bluebonnets grow.
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 bluebonnet spring
And when we die, we say, we'll catch some blackbird's wing
And we will fly away together, come some sweet bluebonnet spring.