Plane Wreck At Los Gatos

C F C The crops are all in and the peaches are rott'ning G C The oranges all piled in their creosote dumps F C They're flying them back to the Mexican border G C To pay all their money to wade back again F C Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye, Rosalita G F C Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria F C You won't have your names when you ride the big aeroplane G C All they will call you is "deportees" F C Some of us are illegal, and some are not wanted G C Our work contract's out and we've got to move on F C It's six hundred miles to the Mexican border G C They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like thieves F C Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye, Rosalita G F C Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria F C You won't have your names when you ride the big aeroplane G C All they will call you is "deportees" F C The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon G C A fireball of lightning, it shook all our hills F C Who are these good people, all scattered like dry leaves? G C The radio says, "They were just deportees" F C Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye, Rosalita G F C Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria F C You won't have your names when you ride the big aeroplane G C All they will call you is "deportees" F C Is this the best way we can harvest our orchards? G C Is this the best way we can harvest our crops? F C To die like dry leaves and rot on the topsoil G C And be called by no name except "deportees"? F C Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye, Rosalita G F C Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria F C You won't have your names when you ride the big aeroplane G C All they will call you is "deportees"