DO DOsus/FA DO DOsus/FA
I'm writing this here letter from aboard a DC8
DO DOsus/FA DO SIb FA DO
Heading into Angel town I hope it's not too late
DO DOsus/FA
It rained in New York City
DO DOsus/FA
Mr rock n roll couldn't stay
DO DOsus/FA
The crowd was mad and we were had
DO SIb FA DO
Chasing the sun back to L.A.
SOL LAm SOL LAm
Have breakfest with me mamma I hope they'll let us in
SOL LAm SOL SIb FA DO
Got a leather jacket on I know that it's a sin Gunga Din
DO DOsus/FA DO DOsus/FA
Sitting backwards on this airplane is bound to make me sick
DO DOsus/FA
Spend your life on a DC8
DO SIb FA DO
Never get to bed settle down settle down
DO DOsus/FA DO DOsus/FA
Now we're over Kansas where the clouds are floating by
DO DOsus/FA
The whole wide world looks back at me
DO SIb FA DO
Just like a mushroom pie I wonder why
SOL LAm SOL LAm
Have breakfest with me mamma I hope they'll let us in
SOL LAm SOL SIb FA DO
Got a leather jacket on I know that it's a sin Gunja Din
From the " The Ballad Of Easy Rider" LP Columbia Records 1969
The Byrds Deportee written by Woodie Guthrie/M. Hoffman
RE SOL RE
The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting
RE LA RE RE7
The oranges are packed in their creosote green
SOL RE
Your flying them back to the Mexican border
LA7 RE
To spend all their money to wade back again
SOL RE LA7 RE RE7
Goodbye to Juan goodbye Roseleta adios mis amigos Jesus and Maria
SOL RE
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
LA7 RE
And all they will call you will be deportee
RE SOL RE
Some of us are illegal and others not wanted
RE LA RE RE7
Our work contracts out and we have to move on
SOL RE
Six hundred miles to that Mexican border
LA RE
They chase us like outlaws like rustlers and thieves
SOL RE LA7 RE RE7
Goodbye to Juan goodbye Roseleta adios mis amigos Jesus and Maria
SOL RE
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
LA RE
And all they will call you will be deportee
RE SOL RE
The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos canyon
RE LA7 RE
A fireball of lightning it shook all our hills
SOL RE
Who are all these firends who are scattered like dry leaves
LA7 RE
The radio said they were just deportees
SOL RE LA7 RE RE7
Goodbye to Juan goodbye Roseleta adios mis amigos Jesus and Maria
SOL RE
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
LA RE
And all they will call you will be deportee
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