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

(Woody Guthrie - Hoffman)

The are all in
And the are rotting
The oranges are
In their Creosote
They're flying back
To Mexico border
To pay all wages
To back again

Goodbye to you Juan, Rosalita
Adios mis amigos, and Maria
You won't have a
you ride the big airplane
All will call you
Will be

My father's own
He waded that
took all the money
He in his life
My and sisters
working the fruit trees
And they on the trucks
'Til they down and died

Somos ilegales (Well are illegal)
Y mal (And some are not wanted)
Se a caba el (our work contracts out)
Y de alli a caminar (And got to move on)
Six miles
To that border
They chase us outlaws
Like rustlers, like

We died in your
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 just the

The sky plane caught
Over Los Canyon
Like a fireball of
And all our hills
Who are all those
All scattered like dry
The radio
They are just

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