Deportee (Plane Wreck At Los Gatos) Lyrics

(Uno, dos, tres)

The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting
The oranges are packed in the creosote dumps
They're flying 'em back to the Mexico border
To take all your money and wade back again

Goodbye, my Juan, farewell, Rosalita
Adios, mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be deportees

My father's own father, he waded that river
They took all the money he made in his life
It's six hundred miles to that Mexican border
They chase us like rustlers, like outlaws, like thieves

Goodbye, my Juan, farewell, Rosalita
Adios, mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be deportees

The sky-plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon
A fireball of lightning, it shook all our hills
Who are these comrades who scattered like dry leaves?
Radio tells us they're just deportees

Goodbye, my Juan, farewell, Rosalita
Adios, mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You won't 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