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Brandy Clark

Gulf Coast Highway

 

Gulf Coast Highway


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 he's 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 he 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 him away

And when she dies she says she'll catch some blackbird's wing
She will fly away to heaven
Come some sweet blue bonnet spring

Highway 90
The jobs are gone
We tend their garden
They 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 they die they say they'll catch some blackbird's wing
They will fly away to heaven
Come some sweet blue bonnet spring
Yes, when we die we say we'll catch some blackbird's wing
We will fly away together
Come some sweet blue bonnet spring

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