Deportee

D G D The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting D A7 D The oranges piled in their creosote dumps G D You're flying them back to the Mexican border D A7 D To pay all their money, to wade back again G D Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita A7 D Adios mes amigos, Jesus and Maria G D You won't have your names when you ride the big airplane A7 D All they will call you will be deportee D G D My Father's own father, he waded that river A7 D They took all the money he made in his life G D My brothers and sisters come working the fruit trees A7 D And they rode the truck till they took down and died G D Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita A7 D Adios mes amigos, Jesus and Maria G D You won't have your names when you ride the big airplane A7 D All they will call you will be deportee D G D Some of us are illegal, and some are not wanted A7 D Our work contracts out and we have to move on G D Six hundred miles to that Mexican border A7 D They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like thieves G D Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita A7 D Adios mes amigos, Jesus and Maria G D You won't have your names when you ride the big airplane A7 D All they will call you will be deportee D G D We died in your hills, we died in your deserts A7 D We died in your valleys, and died on your plains G D We died 'neath your trees, and we died in your bushes A7 D Both sides of the river, we died just the same G D Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita A7 D Adios mes amigos, Jesus and Maria G D You won't have your names when you ride the big airplane A7 D All they will call you will be deportee D G D The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos canyon A7 D A fireball of lightning, and shook all our hills G D Who are all these friends, all scattered like dry leaves? A7 D The radio says they are just deportees G D Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita A7 D Adios mes amigos, Jesus and Maria G D You won't have your names when you ride the big airplane A7 D All they will call you will be deportee D G D Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards? A7 D Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit? G D To fall like like dry leaves, to rot on my topsoil A7 D And to be called no name, except deportee. G D Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita A7 D Adios mes amigos, Jesus and Maria G D You won't have your names when you ride the big airplane A7 D All they will call you will be deportee -