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

(Woddy Hoffman)

The crops are all in and the are rotting
The are piled in their creosote dumps
flying them back to the mexican border
To pay all their to wade back again

Goodbye to my Juan, Rosalita
Adios mis a-mi-gos, Jesus and
You won't a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be

of us are illegal and some of us are not wanted
Our work contract's out and we have to on
But it's 600 miles to that mexican
They chase us outlaws, like rustlers, like theives

Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye
mis a-mi-gos, Jesus and Maria
You won't have a when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be

My father's own father, that river
They took all the money he made in his
My brothers and sister come work the trees
They rode the truck til' took down and died

The airplane caught fire over Los canyon
A fireball of that shook all our hills
Who are these friends all scattered like dry leaves
The radio said were just deportees

Goodbye to my Juan, Rosalita
mis a-mi-gos, Jesus and Maria
You won't have a when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be

No, all they will call you will be
All they will call you will be