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The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting
The oranges are packed in their creosote dumps.
They're flying them back to the Mexican border
To spend all their money to wade back again.
Goodbye to my Juan good-bye 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 deportee
Some of us are illegal and some are not wanted.
Our work contract's out and we've got to move on.
Six hundred miles to that Mexican border
They chase us like outlaws like rustlers like thieves.
CHORUS
The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon.
A fireball of light'ning it shook all our hills.
Who are all these friends who are scattered like dry leaves?
The radio said they were just deportees.
CHORUS TWICE
EXTRA VERSES:
My Father's own father he waded that river
They took all the money he made in his life.
My brothers and sisters come working the fruit trees.
They rode the truck till they took down and died ...CHORUS
We died in your hills we died in your deserts
We died in your valleys we died on your plains.
We died 'neath your treesand we died in your bushes.
Both sides of the river we died just the same.
NOTE: I got most of this from the lyrics archives under Woody Guthrie.
It is a Guthrie song but I figure Byrds fans might like it too. The
Byrds only sang the first three verses but I thought I'd include all the
ones in Guthrie's version.
