Deportee Songtext
von 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

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

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"


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