Luyện nghe bài hát Deportee (Plane Wreck At Los Gatos)

(Woody Guthrie - Hoffman)

The are all in
And the peaches are
The oranges are
In their Creosote
flying them back
To that border
To pay all their
To wade again

Goodbye to you Juan, goodbye
Adios mis amigos, and Maria
You won't have a
you ride the big airplane
All they will you
be deportee

My own father
He waded that
They all the money
He made in his
My brothers and
Come working the fruit
And rode on the trucks
'Til they took and died

Somos (Well some are illegal)
Y mal recibidos (And are not wanted)
Se a caba el contrato (our contracts out)
Y de alli a caminar (And we've got to on)
Six miles
To Mexico border
They chase us outlaws
rustlers, like thieves

We died in your
And we in your deserts
We in your valleys
We died on plains
We 'neath your trees
And we died in your
Both of that river
We died the same

The sky plane fire
Over Los Gatos
a fireball of lightning
And all our hills
Who are all friends
All scattered dry leaves
The radio
They are just

Is this the way
We can our best orchards?
Is the best way
We can grow our fruit?
To like dry leaves
And rot on my
And by no name
deportee