Luyện nghe bài hát Deportee

The crops are all in, the peaches are
The oranges are piled in their creosote
They're flying you to the mexico border
To pay all your money to wade back

My father's own father, he that river
They took all the he made in his life
My brothers and they work in the fruit trees
They rode the till they took down and died

Good-bye to my juan, good-bye
Adios mes amigos, jesus e
You have a name when you ride the big airplane
And all they will you will be "deportee"

Some of us are illegal, and some are not
Our work out and we have to move on
Six miles to the mexican border
They chase us like rustlers, like outlaws, thieves.

We died in hills. we died on your deserts.
We've died in your mountains, and on your plains.
died 'neath your trees, and we've died in your bushes.
Both sides of the river, we've died the same.

Good-bye to my juan, rosalita
mes amigos, jesus e maria
You have a name when you ride the big airplane
And all will call you will be "deportee"

The skyplane caught fire over los canyon
A fireball of lightning that all our hills
Who were all these dear all scattered like dry leaves?
The says they were just deportees.

Is this the best way we can our big orchards?
And is the best way we can grow our good fruit?
To like dry leaves and rot on the top soil,
And be known by no name "deportee".

Good-bye to my juan, rosalita
Adios mes amigos, e maria
You won't have a name you ride the big airplane
And all will call you will be "deportee"