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
flying them back
To that Mexico
To pay all their
To wade again

Goodbye to you Juan, goodbye
Adios mis amigos, Jesus and
You have a name
When you ride the big
All they will you
Will be

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

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

We in your hills
And we died in deserts
We died in your
We died on your
We died your trees
And we died in your
Both of that river
We died the same

The sky plane caught
Los Gatos Canyon
Like a fireball of
And shook all our
Who are all friends
All scattered dry leaves
The says
are just deportees

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