Deportees

Deportees - Cisco Houston

The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting

The oranges are stacked in their creosote dumps

They're flying them back to that Mexico border

To pay all their wages to wade back again

Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosalita

Adios mi amigo Jesus and Maria

You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane

And all they will call you will be deportees

My father's own father he waded that river

They took all the money he made in his life

My brothers and sisters come working the fruit trees

And they rode on the trucks till they took down and died

Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosalita

Adios mi amigo Jesus and Maria

You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane

And all they will call you will be deportee

Well some are illegal and some are not wanted

Our work contract's out and we've got to move on

Six hundred miles to that Mexico border

They chase us like outlaws like rustlers like thieves

Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosalita

Adios mi amigo Jesus and Maria

You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane

And all they will call you will be deportee

We died in your hillsand we died on your deserts

We died in your valleys we died on your plains

We died 'neath your trees and we died in your bushes

Both sides of that river we died just the same

Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosalita

Adios mi amigo Jesus and Maria

You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane

And all they will call you will be deportee

The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon

Like a fireball of lightning and shook all our hills

Who are all these friends all scattered like dry leaves

The radio says they are just deportees

Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosalita

Adios mi amigo Jesus and Maria

You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane

And all they will call you will be deportees

Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards

Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit

To fall like dry leaves and rot on my topsoil

And be known by no name except deportee

Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosalita

Adios mi amigo Jesus and Maria

You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane

And all they will call you will be deportee