Deportees lyrics

The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting<br />
The oranges are piled in their cresote dumps<br />
They're flying you back to the Mexico border<br />
To pay all your money to wade back again<br />
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My father's own father, he wanted that river<br />
They took all the money he made in his life<br />
My brothers and sisters come working the fruit trees<br />
And they rode the truck till they took down and died<br />
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Good-bye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita<br />
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maris<br />
You won't have a name when you ride the big air-plane<br />
And all they will call you will be deportees.<br />
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Some of us are illega, and others not wanted<br />
Our work contract's out and we have to move on<br />
But it's six hundred miles to that Mexican border<br />
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like theives.<br />
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We died in your hills, we died in your deserts<br />
We died in your valleys and died on your plains<br />
We died 'neath your trees and we died in your bushes<br />
Both sides of the river, we died just the same.<br />
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A sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos canyon<br />
Like a fireball of lightning, it shook all our hills<br />
Who are all these friends, all scattered like dry leaves?<br />
The radio says they are just deportees.<br />
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Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?<br />
Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit?<br />
To fall like dry leaves to rot on my topsoil<br />
And be called by no name except deportees?
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