Capo on 2nd fret
[C]Gulf coast highway, he worked the rails
He worked the rice fields with their cool, dark [F]wells
He worked the [Am]oil rigs in the [G]Gulf of Mexic[C]o
The only th[F]ing we've ever ow[C]ned is this old [G]house here by the[C] road
And when he [Am]dies he says he'll [G]catch some blackbird's [C]wing
And he will f[F]ly away to h[C]eaven, come some s[G]weet Blue Bonnet [C]spring.
[C]She walked through springtime when I was home
Our days were sweet, our nights were w[F]arm
The seasons c[Am]hanged, the jobs would [G]come, the flowers f[C]ade
And this h[F]ouse felt so al[C]one, when the w[G]ork took me a[C]way
And when she [Am]dies he says she'll[G] catch some blackbird's[C] wing
And she will [F]fly away to [C]heaven, come some [G]sweet Blue Bonnet[C] spring.
[C]Higway 90, the jobs are gone now
We tend our garden and we set the s[F]un
This is the o[Am]nly place on [G]earth Blue Bonnets [C]grow
And once a [F]year they come and [C]go at this old [G]house here by the r[C]oad
And when we [Am]die we say we'll ca[G]tch some blackbird's wi[C]ng
And we will f[F]ly away to h[C]eaven, come some s[G]weet Blue Bonnet [C]spring.
And when we [Am]die we say we'll ca[G]tch some blackbird's wi[C]ng
And we will f[F]ly away toge[C]ther, come some sw[G]eet Blue Bonnet s[C]pring.
[C]Gulf coast highway, he worked the rails
He worked the rice fields with their cool, dark [F]wells
He worked the [Am]oil rigs in the [G]Gulf of Mexic[C]o
The only th[F]ing we've ever ow[C]ned is this old [G]house here by the[C] road
And when he [Am]dies he says he'll [G]catch some blackbird's [C]wing
And he will f[F]ly away to h[C]eaven, come some s[G]weet Blue Bonnet [C]spring.
[C]She walked through springtime when I was home
Our days were sweet, our nights were w[F]arm
The seasons c[Am]hanged, the jobs would [G]come, the flowers f[C]ade
And this h[F]ouse felt so al[C]one, when the w[G]ork took me a[C]way
And when she [Am]dies he says she'll[G] catch some blackbird's[C] wing
And she will [F]fly away to [C]heaven, come some [G]sweet Blue Bonnet[C] spring.
[C]Higway 90, the jobs are gone now
We tend our garden and we set the s[F]un
This is the o[Am]nly place on [G]earth Blue Bonnets [C]grow
And once a [F]year they come and [C]go at this old [G]house here by the r[C]oad
And when we [Am]die we say we'll ca[G]tch some blackbird's wi[C]ng
And we will f[F]ly away to h[C]eaven, come some s[G]weet Blue Bonnet [C]spring.
And when we [Am]die we say we'll ca[G]tch some blackbird's wi[C]ng
And we will f[F]ly away toge[C]ther, come some sw[G]eet Blue Bonnet s[C]pring.
