โหลดเพลง mp3 Deportee / Plane Wreck at Los Gatos - Judy Collins

Deportee/ Plane Wreck At Los Gatos (LP版) - Judy Collins
The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting

The oranges are filed in their creosote dumps

They're flying 'em back to the Mexico border

To take all their money to wade back again
Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosetta

Adios mes amigos Jesus e 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
My sisters and brothers come working the fruit trees

Rode the truck till they took down and died

Some of us are illegal and others are not wanted

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

Six hundred miles to the Mexico border

They chased them like rustlers like outlaws like thieves

Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosetta

Adios mes amigos Jesus e Maria

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

For all they will call you will be deportees

The sky plane caught fire over los gatos canyon
A fireball of lightning and shook all our hills

Who are all these dear friends all scattered like dry leaves

The radio says they are just deportees

Is this the best way we can grow our good orchards

Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit

To rot on my topsoil

And be called by no name except deportees

Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosetta

Adios mes amigos Jesus e Maria

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

All they will call you will be deportees