Deportee (Plane Wreck at Los Gatos)   Richard Shindell

(D)The crops are all in and the (G)peaches are (D)rotting 
The oranges are packed in their (G)creosote (D)dumps 
They're (G)flying 'em back to that (D)Mexico (Bm)border 
To (D)take all their money to (G)wade back a(D)gain 

My (D)father's own father, he (G)waded that (D)river 
They took all the money he (G)made in his (D) life 
My (G)brothers and sisters come (D)working the (Bm)fruit trees 
They (D)rode the big trucks till they (G)lay down and (D)died 

CHORUS 
Good(G)bye to my Juan, good(D)bye Rosalita 
Adi(A)os mis amigos, Je(D)sus y Maria 
You (G)won't have a name when you (D)ride the big (Bm)airplane 
And (D)all they will call you will (G)be depor(D)tee 

(D)Some of us are illegal, and (G)all are not (D)wanted 
Our work contract's out and we've (G)got to move (D)on 
(G)Six hundred miles to that (D)Mexican (Bm)border 
They (D)chase us like outlaws, like (G)rustlers, like (D)thieves 

We (D)died in your hills, we (G)died in your (D)deserts 
We died in your armies, we (G)died on your (D)plains 
We (G)died 'neath your trees and we (D)died 'neath those (Bm)bushes 
Both (D)sides of that river, we (G)died just the (D)same 

CHORUS 

The (D)sky plane caught fire over (G)Los Gatos (D)Canyon 
Like a fireball of lightning, it (G)shook all our (D)hills 
Who (G)are all these friends, (D)dying like (Bm)dry leaves? 
The (D)radio says they are (G)just depor(D)tees 

Is (D)this the best way we can (G)grow our big (D)orchards? 
Is this the best way we can (G)grow our good (D)fruit? 
To (G)fall like dry leaves and (D)rot on my (Bm)topsoil 
And (D)be known by no name ex(G)cept depor(D)tee 

CHORUS