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

(Woody - Martin Hoffman)

The are all in
And the peaches are
The oranges are
In their Creosote
They're flying them
To that Mexico
To pay all their
To wade back

Goodbye to you Juan, goodbye
Adios mis amigos, Jesus and
You have a name
When you the big airplane
All they call you
be deportee

My father's own
He waded river
They all the money
He made in his
My brothers and
Come the fruit trees
And they rode on the
'Til they down and died

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

We in your hills
And we in your deserts
We in your valleys
We on your plains
We died your trees
And we died in your
Both of that river
We died just the

The sky plane caught
Over Los Canyon
Like a of lightning
And shook all our
Who are all those
All scattered like dry
The says
They are deportees

Is the best way
We can grow our best
Is the best way
We can grow our fruit?
To like dry leaves
And rot on my
And beknown by no
Except