Deportees

The crops are all in and the peaches are gathered

Oranges packed in their creosote bins

They're flying them back to the Mexican border

'Twill take all their money to get back again

So farewell to my friends, goodbye Rosalita

Adios mis amigos, Jesusse Maria

You won't have a name when you fly the big aero plane

All they will call you will be deportees

The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon

The fireball lit up and it struck the hills round

Oh, who were those friends who were scattered like dry leaves?

The radio said they were just deportees

So farewell to my friends, goodbye Rosalita

Adios mis amigos, Jesusse Maria

You won't have a name when you fly the big aero plane

All they will call you will be deportees

Is this the best way for to plow our good orchards?

Is this the best way for to grow our good fruit?

To lie on the ground and to rot 'neath the topsoil

And never know no name except deportees

So farewell to my friends, goodbye Rosalita

Adios mis amigos, Jesusse Maria

You won't have a name when you fly the big aero plane

All they will call you will be deportees

All they will call you will be deportees