Luyện nghe bài hát Deportees

by Woody
The are all in and the peaches are rotting
The oranges are filed in creosote dumps
flying 'em back to the Mexico border
To take all their money to wade back
Goodbye to my Juan, farewell
Adios mes amigos, e Maria
You won't have a when you ride the big airplane
All will call you will be deportees
My father's own father, he waded that
They took all the he made in his life
six hundred miles to the Mexico border
And they chased them like rustlers, like outlaws, thieves
The caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon
The great of fire it shook all our hills
Who are these dear friends who are like dry leaves?
Radio said, "They are deportees"
Is the best way we can grow our big orchards?
Is this the way we can raise our good crops?
To fall like dry leaves and rot on out
And be known by no names "deportees"
Copyright Music, Inc.
on Judy Collins/3 and Guthrie Greatest
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