G C G
The crops are all in and the peaches are rotten.
D G
The oranges are packed in the creosote dumps.
C G
They're flyin' them back to the Mexican border,
D G
To save all their money then wade back again.
G C G
My father's own father he waded that river.
D G
Others before him have done just the same.
C G
They died in the hills and they died in the valleys.
D G
Some went to heaven without any names.
CHORUS:
C G
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita.
D D7 G
Adios mi amigo, Jesus y Maria.
C G
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane,
D G
All they will call you will be "Deportee."
G C G
Some of us are illegal and others not wanted.
D G
Our work contracts out and we have to move on.
C G
Six hundred miles to the Mexican border,
D G
They chase us like rustlers, like thieves.
CHORUS:
C G
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita.
D D7 G
Adios mi amigo, Jesus y Maria.
C G
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane,
D G
All they will call you will be "Deportee."
SOLO:
G C G
The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos canyon.
D G
A fireball of thunder, it shook all the hills.
C G
Who are all of these dear friends scattered like dry leaves?
D G
The radio said they were just "Deportees."
C G
Adios mi Juan, adios Rosalita.
D D7 G
Adios mi amigo, Jesus y Maria.
C G
No tendras ningun nombre en aquel aeroplano,
D G
Solo te van a poner, "Deportee."
CHORUS:
C G
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita.
D D7 G
Adios mi amigo, Jesus y Maria.
C G
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane,
D G
All they will call you will be "Deportee."
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita.
Adios mi amigo, Jesus y Maria.
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane,
All they will call you will be "Deportee."
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