Nanci Griffith - Gulf coast highway

^CGulf coast highway, he worked the rails He worked the rice fields with their cool, dark ^Fwells He worked the ^Amoil rigs in the ^GGulf of Mexic^Co The only th^Fing we've ever ow^Cned is this old ^Ghouse here by the^C road And when he ^Amdies he says he'll ^Gcatch some blackbird's ^Cwing And he will f^Fly away to h^Ceaven, come some s^Gweet Blue Bonnet ^Cspring.

^CShe walked through springtime when I was home Our days were sweet, our nights were w^Farm The seasons c^Amhanged, the jobs would ^Gcome, the flowers f^Cade And this h^Fouse felt so al^Cone, when the w^Gork took me a^Cway And when she ^Amdies he says she'll^G catch some blackbird's^C wing And she will ^Ffly away to ^Cheaven, come some ^Gsweet Blue Bonnet^C spring.

^CHigway 90, the jobs are gone now We tend our garden and we set the s^Fun This is the o^Amnly place on ^Gearth Blue Bonnets ^Cgrow And once a ^Fyear they come and ^Cgo at this old ^Ghouse here by the r^Coad And when we ^Amdie we say we'll ca^Gtch some blackbird's wi^Cng And we will f^Fly away to h^Ceaven, come some s^Gweet Blue Bonnet ^Cspring.

And when we ^Amdie we say we'll ca^Gtch some blackbird's wi^Cng And we will f^Fly away toge^Cther, come some sw^Geet Blue Bonnet s^Cpring.