Deportee (plane Wreck At Lost Gatos) Sözleri

The crops are all in and the peaches are rottin'

The oranges are piled and their Creosote dumps

You're flying them back to the Mexican border

To pay all their money to wade back again

Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosalita

Adios mis-a-mi-gos Jesus and Maria

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

All they will call you will be deportee

Some of us are illegal and some are not wanted

Our work contract's out and we have to move on

But it's six hundred miles to that Mexican border

They chase us like outlaws like rustlers like thieves

Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosalita...

My father's own father he waded that river

They took all the money he made in his life

My brothers and sisters come work in the fruit trees

They rode the truck till they took down and died

The airplane caught fire over Las Gatos Canyon

A fireball of lightening that shook all our hills

Who are these dear friends all scattered like dry leaves

The radio said they were just deportees

Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosalita...

All they will call you will be deportee