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 ll 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 change 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 ll fly away to heaven come some sweet bluebonnet spring highway ninety the jobs are gone we tend our garden we set the sun this is the only place on earth bluebonnets grown and once a year they come and go at this old house here by the road and when we dies she says we ll catch some blackbird s wing and we ll fly away to heaven come some sweet bluebonnet spring and when we dies she says we ll catch some blackbird s wing and we ll fly away to heaven come some sweet bluebonnet spring