Gulf Coast Highway - Tom Russell, Nanci Griffith

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

Then 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 change, 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 blackbirds wing

Then she will fly away to Heaven come

some sweet blue bonnet spring

Highway 90

The jobs are gone

We tend our garden

We set the sun

This is the only place on earth

blue bonnets 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 blackbirds wing

Then we will fly away to Heaven come

some sweet blue bonnet spring

And when we die we say, we’ll

catch some blackbirds wing

We will fly away together come

some sweet blue bonnet spring