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Deportees (Plane Wreck at Los Gatos)

This song is by Ralph McTell and Wizz Jones and appears on the album About Time (2016).

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Deportees (Plane Wreck at Los Gatos)
The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting
The oranges are stacked in their creosote dumps
And they're flying them back to the Mexico border
To pay all their money to wade back again

Good-bye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You won't have a name when you ride the big air-plane
And all they will call you will be deportee

My father's own father, he waded that river
They took all the money he made in his life
And my brothers and sisters come working the fruit trees
And they rode on the trucks till they took down and died

And some of us are illegal, and some are not wanted
Our work contract's out and we got to move on
Six hundred miles to that Mexican border
And they chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like thieves

Good-bye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
And you won't have a name when you ride the big air-plane
And all they will call you will be deportee

Now 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?
And the radio says they are just deportees

We died in your hills and we died in your deserts
We died in your valleys and died on your plains
And we died 'neath your trees and we died in your bushes
Both sides of the river, we died just the same

Good-bye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
And you won't have a name when you ride the big air-plane
And all they will call you will be deportee

Now is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?
And is this the best way we can grow our good fruit?
To fall like dry leaves left to rot on my topsoil
To be called by no name except deportees?

Good-bye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
And you won't have a name when you ride the big air-plane
And all they will call you will be deportee

Credits

Music by:

Martin Hoffman

Lyrics by:

Woody Guthrie

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