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
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