Deportees (Plane Wreck at Los Gatos) - Barbara Dane, Lighnin' Hopkins

The crops are all in

And the peach trees are rotting

The oranges are piled

In their creosote dumps

You’re flying them back

To the Mexican border

To spend all their money

To wade back again

Goodbye to you Juan

Goodbye Rosalita

Goodbye mis amigo, Jesus and Maria

You won’t have a name

When you fly the big airplane

All they will call you is just «deportees»

My father’s own father, he waded that river

Well it took all the money that he made in his life

My sisters and brothers can work in the fruit trees

And they road in the truck till they ???

Goodbye to you Juan

Goodbye Rosalita

Goodbye mi amigo, Jesus and Maria

You won’t have a name

When you fly the big airplane

All they will call you is just «deportees»

Some of us are illegal

And some not wanted

Our work contract’s up

And we have to move on

Six hundred miles to the Mexican border

They chase us like outlaws

Like rustlers, like thieves

Goodbye to you Juan

Goodbye Rosalita

Goodbye mi amigo, Jesus and Maria

You won’t have a name

When you fly the big airplane

All they will call you is just «deportees»

Well we died in your hills and we died in your deserts

And we died in your valleys and we died on your plains

We died neath your trees and we died neath your bushes

Both sides of the river, we die just the same

Goodbye to you Juan

Goodbye Rosalita

Goodbye mi amigo, Jesus and Maria

You won’t have a name

When you fly the big airplane

All they will call you is just «deportees»

The skyplane caught fire

Over Los Gatos Canyon

A fireball of lightning

Shook all our hills

Who are all those people all scattered like dry leaves?

The radio said they were 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 and rot on your topsoil

Be called by no name except deportee

Goodbye to you Juan

Goodbye Rosalita

Goodbye mi amigo, Jesus and Maria

You won’t have a name

When you fly the big airplane

All they will call you is just «deportees»