VERSE:
RE SOL REThe crops are all in and the peaches are rotting
The oranges piled in their creosote dumps
SOL REYou're flying them back to the Mexican border
(D) LA7 RETo pay all their money, to wade back again
CHORUS: (After each verse)
SOL REGoodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
RE REAdios mes amigos, Jesus and Maria
You won't have your names when you ride the big airplane
LA7 REAll they will call you will be deportee
2. 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 the truck till they took down and died
3. Some of us are illegal, and some are not wanted
Our work contracts out and we have to move on
Six hundred miles to that Mexican border
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like thieves
4. We died in your hills, we died in your deserts
We died in your valleys, and died on your plains
We died 'neath your trees, and we died in your bushes
Both sides of the river, we died just the same
5. The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos canyon
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
6. 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 like dry leaves, to rot on my topsoil
And to be called no name, except deporteed
VERSE:
REThe crops are all in and the
..peaches are rotting
(D)The oranges piled in their
LA7 RE..creosote dumps
You're flying them back to
RE..the Mexican border
(D)To pay all their money, to
..wade back again
CHORUS: (After each verse)
SOL REGoodbye to my Juan, good-bye
..Rosalita
RE REAdios mes amigos, Jesus and
..Maria
SOLYou won't have your names
..when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will
LA7 RE..be deportee
2. 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 the truck till
..they took down and died
3. Some of us are illegal, and
..some are not wanted
Our work contracts out and we
..have to move on
Six hundred miles to that
..Mexican border
They chase us like outlaws,
..like rustlers, like thieves
4. We died in your hills, we
..died in your deserts
We died in your valleys, and
..died on your plains
We died 'neath your trees,
..and we died in your bushes
Both sides of the river, we
..died just the same
5. The sky plane caught fire
..over Los Gatos canyon
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
6. 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 like dry leaves,
..to rot on my topsoil
And to be called no name,
..except deporteed
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