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Plane Wreck At Los Gatos (Deportee)

The crops are all in and the lettuce is rotting

The oranges are pilled in there Creosote dumps

They're flying 'em back to that Mexican border

To pay all their money and wade back againMy father's own father, he waded that river

They took all the money he made in his life

My brothers and sisters came working the fruit trees

They rode on their truck till they lay down and dieGoodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita

Adios mis amigos, Jesus and Maria

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

And all they will call you will be deporteesSome of us are illegal and others not wanted

Our work contracts out and we've got to move on

It's six hundred miles to that Mexican border

They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like thievesWe've died on your hills and we've died on your deserts

We've died in your valleys, we've died in your plains

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

Both sides of that river, we've died just the sameGoodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita

Adios mis amigos, Jesus and Maria

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

And all they will call you will be deporteesThe sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon

A fireball of lightning, it shook all our hills

Who are these chikanos all scattered like dry leaves

The radio tells us they're just deporteesIs this the best way we can grow our good orchards

Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit

To fall like dry leaves and rot on your top soil

And be called by no name except deporteesGoodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita

Adios mis amigos, Jesus and Maria

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

And all they will call you will be deportees

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