Deportee (Plane Wreck at Los Gatos)

The crops are all in, and the peaches are rotten
 The oranges are all packed in the creosote dumps
 They're flying them back to the Mexican Border
 To save all their money then wade back again
 My father's own father, he waded that river
 Others before him have done just the same
 They died in the hills, and they died in the vallies
 Some went to heaven without any name
 Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita
 Adiós mi amigo, Jesus y María
 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 others not wanted
 Our work contracts out, and we have to move on
 Six-hundred miles to the Mexican Border
 They chase us like rustlers, like outlaws, like thieves
 Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita
 Adiós mi amigo, Jesus y María
 You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
 And all they will call you will be "Deportee"
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 The sky-plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon
 A fireball of thunder, it shook all the hills
 Who are all these dear friends scattered like dry leaves?
 The radio said they were just deportees
 Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita (Adiós a mi Juan, adiós Rosalita)
 Adiós mi amigo, Jesus y María
 You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane (No tendrá un nombre en aquel aeroplano)
 All they will call you will be "Deportee" (Le van a poner "Deportee")
 Adiós a mi Juan (Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita)
 Adiós Rosalita
 Adiós mis amigos, Jesus and Maria (Adiós mi amigo, Jesus y María)
 No tendrá ningún nombre en el aeroplano (You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane)
 El nombre que le van a poner (All they will call you)
 Va a ser
 Deportee