ฟังเพลงDeportee (Plane Wreck at Los Gatos) [Recorded Live] (Recorded Live)

Deportee(Plane Wreck at Los Gatos) (Recorded Live) - Judy Collins/Millard Lampell

The crops are all in

And the peaches are rott'ning

The oranges piled in their creosote dumps;

They're flying 'em back to the Mexican border

It takes all their money to wade back again

Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosalita

Adios mis amigos Jesus y Maria;

You won't have your names

When you ride the big airplane

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 sisters

And brothers come working the fruit trees

They rode the truck

Till they went down and died

Some of us are illegal

And other are not wanted

Our work contract's out and we have to move on;

Six hundred miles to that Mexican border

They chase us like outlaws

Like rustlers like thieves

Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosalita

Adios mis amigos Jesus y Maria;

You won't have your names

When you ride the big airplane

All they will call you will be "deportees"

The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon

A fireball of lightning and shook all our hills

Who are all these dear friends

All scattered like dry leaves

The radio says "They are just deportees"

Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards

Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit

To dry be scard to rot on my topsoil

To be called by no name except "deportees"

Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosalita

Adios mis amigos Jesus y Maria;

You won't have your names

When you ride the big airplane

All they will call you will be "deportees"