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_PLANE WRECK AT LOS GATOS_ (A.K.A. "Deportee") [Verse 1]

The c^Drops are all in and the p^Geaches are r^Dotting The ^Doranges piled in their ^A7creosot^De dumps You're ^Gflying them back to the ^DMexican border To pay all their ^Dmoney, to ^A7wade back ag^Dain

[Chorus]

Good^Gbye to my Juan, good-^Dbye Rosalita Adio^A7s mes amigos, Jesus^D and Maria You ^Gwon't have your names when you ^Dride the big airplane All they will call you will b^A7e deporte^De

[Verse 2]

My Fa^Dther's own father, he ^Gwaded that r^Diver They ^Dtook all the money he ^A7made in his ^Dlife My ^Gbrothers and sisters come ^Dworking the fruit trees And they rode the ^Dtruck till they ^A7took down and ^Ddied

[Chorus]

Good^Gbye to my Juan, good-^Dbye Rosalita Adio^A7s mes amigos, Jesus^D and Maria You ^Gwon't have your names when you ^Dride the big airplane All they will call you will b^A7e deporte^De

[Verse 3]

Some ^Dof us are illegal, and s^Gome are not ^Dwanted Our ^Dwork contracts out and we ^A7have to move ^Don Six hundred ^Gmiles to that Mexican ^Dborder They chase us like ^Doutlaws, like ^A7rustlers, like th^Dieves

[Chorus]

Good^Gbye to my Juan, good-^Dbye Rosalita Adio^A7s mes amigos, Jesus^D and Maria You ^Gwon't have your names when you ^Dride the big airplane All they will call you will b^A7e deporte^De

[Verse 4]

We di^Ded in your hills, we d^Gied in your ^Ddeserts We d^Died in your valleys, and d^A7ied on your ^Dplains We ^Gdied 'neath your trees, and we ^Ddied in your bushes Both ^Dsides of the ^A7river, we died just the s^Dame

[Chorus]

Good^Gbye to my Juan, good-^Dbye Rosalita Adio^A7s mes amigos, Jesus^D and Maria You ^Gwon't have your names when you ^Dride the big airplane All they will call you will b^A7e deporte^De

[Verse 5]

The s^Dky plane caught ^Gfire over ^DLos Gatos canyon A fi^Dreball of lightning, and ^A7shook all our ^Dhills Who are all these f^Griends, all scattered like ^Ddry leaves? The radio s^Days they are ^A7just depor^Dtees

[Chorus]

Good^Gbye to my Juan, good-^Dbye Rosalita Adio^A7s mes amigos, Jesus^D and Maria You ^Gwon't have your names when you ^Dride the big airplane All they will call you will b^A7e deporte^De

[Verse 6]

Is ^Dthis the best way we can ^Ggrow our big o^Drchards? Is t^Dhis the best way we can g^A7row our good f^Druit? To ^Gfall like like dry leaves, to ^Drot on my topsoil And to be ^Dcalled no name, ^A7except depor^Dtee.

Woody Guthrie - Deportee