โหลดเพลง mp3 Plane Wreck at Los Gatos (Deportee) - The Brothers Four

Plane Wreck at Los Gatos (Deportee) - The Brothers Four (四兄弟)
Written by：Woody Guthrie
The crops are all in and the peaches are rotten
The oranges are all packed in the creosote dumps

They're flying them back to the Mexican Border

To save all their money to wade back again

Some of us are illegal and some others not wanted

Our work contracts out and we have to move on

Six hundred miles to the Mexican Border

They chase us like outlaws like rustlers like thieves

Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis amigos Jesus and Maria

You won't have your name
When you ride the big airplane

And all they will call you will be deportee

We died in your hills
And we died in your deserts
We died in your valleys and died on your plains

We died 'neath your trees and we died in your bushes

Both sides of the river
We died just the same
Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis amigos Jesus and Maria
You won't have your name
When you ride the big airplane

And all they will call you will be deportee

The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyo

A fireball of lightning
And shook all our hills

Who are all these friends
All scattered like dry leaves

The radio says
They are just deportees

Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards
Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit
To fall like dry leaves to rot on my topsoil

And be called by no name except deportees

Goodbye to my Juan goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis amigos Jesus and Maria

Goodbye
Goodbye

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