Dolly Parton - Deportee (Plane Wreck at Los Gatos) lyrics
Dolly Parton [Dolly Rebecca Parton] Pittman Center, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Dolly Parton - Deportee Plane Wreck at Los Gatos lyrics]
The crops are all in and
The peaches are rotting
The oranges are piled in their creosote dumps
You're flying them back to the Mexican border
To pay all their money to wade back again
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis a-mi-gos, Jesus and Maria
You won't have a name when
You ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be deportee
Some of us are illegal and some
Of us are not wanted
Our work contract's out and we
Have to move on
But it's 600 miles to that Mexican border
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers
Like thieves
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis a-mi-gos, Jesus and Maria
You won't have a name when
You ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be deportee
My father's own father, waded that river
They took all the money he made in his life
My brothers and sister come
Work the fruit trees
They rode the truck til' they
Took down and died
The airplane caught fire over
Los Gatos Canyon
A fireball of lightning that
Shook all our hills
Who are these dear friends all
Scattered like dry leaves
The radio said they were just deportees
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis a-mi-gos, Jesus and Maria
You won't have a name when
You ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be deportee
No, all they will call you will be deportee
All they will call you will be deportee
The peaches are rotting
The oranges are piled in their creosote dumps
You're flying them back to the Mexican border
To pay all their money to wade back again
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis a-mi-gos, Jesus and Maria
You won't have a name when
You ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be deportee
Some of us are illegal and some
Of us are not wanted
Our work contract's out and we
Have to move on
But it's 600 miles to that Mexican border
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers
Like thieves
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis a-mi-gos, Jesus and Maria
You won't have a name when
You ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be deportee
My father's own father, waded that river
They took all the money he made in his life
My brothers and sister come
Work the fruit trees
They rode the truck til' they
Took down and died
The airplane caught fire over
Los Gatos Canyon
A fireball of lightning that
Shook all our hills
Who are these dear friends all
Scattered like dry leaves
The radio said they were just deportees
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis a-mi-gos, Jesus and Maria
You won't have a name when
You ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be deportee
No, all they will call you will be deportee
All they will call you will be deportee