Deportee Lyrics - Lifelines Live - Peter, Paul & Mary

The crops are all in, the peaches are rotting 

The oranges piled in their creosote dumps 

They're flying us back to the mexican border 

To pay all our money just to wade back again 

Some of us are illegal and some are not wanted 

Our work contract's out and we have to move on 

600 miles to that mexican border 

They chase us like outlaws, like thieves on the run 

Chorus 

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 

The sky plane caught fire over los gatos canyon 

A fireball of lightning that shook all the hills 

Who are these friends now all scattered like dry leaves? 

The radio says they are just deportees 

Chorus 

We died in your hills, we died in your deserts 

We died in your valleys and we died on your plains 

We died 'neath your trees and we died in your bushes 

Both sides of the river, we died just the same 

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 to rot on the topsoil 

And be called by no name except 

Deportees? 

Chorus