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

The crops are all in and the peaches are
The oranges are packed in their dumps
They're flying 'em back to that Mexico
To take all their money to back again

My father's own father, he waded that
They took all the money he in his life
My brothers and sisters come working the trees
They the big trucks till they lay down and died

Goodbye to my Juan, Rosalita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y
You won't a name when you ride the big airplane
And all they will you will be deportee

Some of us are illegal, and all are not
Our contract's out and we've got to move on
Six hundred miles to that border
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like

We died in your hills, we died in your
We died in your armies, we on your plains
We died 'neath your and we died 'neath those bushes
Both of that river, we died just the same

The sky plane caught over Los Gatos Canyon
Like a fireball of lightning, it all our hills
Who are all these friends, like dry leaves?
The radio says they are just

Is the best way we can grow our big orchards?
Is this the best way we can our good fruit?
To fall dry leaves and rot on my topsoil
And be by no name except deportee