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

The are all in and the peaches are rotting
The are packed in their creosote dumps
They're 'em back to that Mexico border
To take all their to wade back again

My father's own father, he waded river
took all the money he made in his life
My brothers and sisters come working the fruit
rode the big trucks till they lay down and died

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

of us are illegal, and all are not wanted
Our work out and we've got to move on
Six hundred miles to Mexican border
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like

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

The sky plane caught fire Los Gatos Canyon
Like a fireball of lightning, it shook all our
Who are all these friends, dying 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 grow our good
To fall like dry and rot on my topsoil
And be known by no except deportee