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Woody Guthrie - Deportee Lyrics

  • by Woody Guthrie
  • 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, farewell Roselita
  • 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
  • It's six hundred miles to the Mexico border
  • And they chased them like rustlers, like outlaws, like thieves
  • The skyplane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon
  • The great ball of fire it shook all our hills
  • Who are these dear friends who are falling like dry leaves?
  • Radio said, "They are just deportees"
  • Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?
  • Is this the best way we can raise our good crops?
  • To fall like dry leaves and rot on out topsoil
  • And be known by no names except "deportees"
  • Copyright Ludlow Music, Inc.
  • recorded on Judy Collins/3 and Guthrie Greatest
  • @death @work
  • filename[ DEPORTE
  • play.exe DEPORTE
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