Arlo Guthrie - Deportee

^DThe crops are all in, the ^Gpeaches are ^Drotting ^DThe oranges are piled in their ^A7creosote ^Ddumps They're ^Gflying you back to the M^Dexico border ^DTo pay all your money, to ^A7wade back ^Dagain

^DMy Father's own father, he ^Gwaded that ^Driver ^DThey took all the money he ^A7made in his ^Dlife ^GMy brothers and sisters come ^Dworking the fruit trees ^DThey rode the truck till they ^A7took down and ^Ddied

^GGoodbye to my Juan, ^Dgood-bye Rosalita ^A7Adios mi amigos, J^Desus and Maria ^GYou won't have a name when you ^Dride the big airplane ^DAll they will call you will ^A7be depor^Dtees

^DSome of us are illegal, and ^Gsome are not ^Dwanted ^DOur work contracts out and ^A7we have to move ^Don ^GSix hundred miles to the M^Dexico border ^DThey chase us like outlaws, ^A7like rustlers, ^Dlike thieves ^DWe died in your hills, we ^Gdied in your ^Ddeserts ^DWe died in your valleys, and ^A7died on your ^Dplains ^GWe died 'neath your trees, and we ^Ddied in your bushes ^DBoth sides of the river, we ^A7died just ^Dthe same

^GGoodbye to my Juan, ^Dgood-bye Rosalita ^A7Adios mi amigos, J^Desus and Maria ^GYou won't have a name when you ^Dride the big airplane ^DAll they will call you will ^A7be depor^Dtees

^DThe sky plane caught fire over ^GLos Gatos ^Dcanyon ^DA fireball of lightning, it s^A7hook all our hills ^GWho are these friends, ^Dall scattered lik^De dry leaves? ^DThe radio says they are ^A7just ^Ddeportees ^DIs this the best way we can ^Ggrow our big ^Dorchards? ^DIs this the best way we can ^A7grow our good ^Dfruit? ^GTo fall like like dry leaves, ^Dto rot on my topsoil ^DAnd to be called no name, ^A7except ^Ddeportee.

^GGoodbye to my Juan, ^Dgood-bye Rosalita ^A7Adios mi amigos, J^Desus and Maria ^GYou won't have a name when you ^Dride the big airplane ^DAll they will call you will ^A7be depor^Dtees