- Cisco Houston deportees 歌詞
- Cisco Houston
- DEPORTEES(Plane Wreck at Los Gatos)
words by Woody Guthrie
music by Martin Hoffman
The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting
The oranges are packed in the creosote dumps
Theyre flying you back to the Mexico border
To pay all your money to wade back again
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You wont have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be
Deportees
My fathers 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
They rode the big trucks till they lay down and die
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You wont have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be
Deportees
The skyplane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon
A fireball of lightning, and it shook all the hills
Who are these comrades that died like the dry leaves
The radio tells me theyre just deportees
We died in your hills and we died in your deserts
We died in your valleys we 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
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You wont have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be
Deportees
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 dry leavesand rot on the top soil
and be called by no name except 'deportee'
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You wont have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be
Deportees
All they will call you will be
Deportees
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