Hợp âm Deportees

Lời & hợp âm

[Verse 1]
[D]The crops are all in and the
[G]peaches are rot[D]ting
The oranges are piled [G]in their
cresote[D]dumps
[G]They're flying you back
to the [D]Mexico bor[Bm]der
To [D]pay all your [Bm]money [G]to wade back [D]again

[Verse 2]
My father's own [D]father,
he [G]wanted that [D]river
[A]They too[D]k all the money
[G]he made in his [D]life
[G]My brothers and sisters come
[D]working the fruit [Bm]trees
And [D]they rode the [Bm]truck till they
[G]took down and [D]died

[Verse 3]
Good-bye [G]to to my Juan,
good-bye [D]Rosalita
Adi[A]os mis amigos, [D]Jesus why Maris
You [G]won't have a name when
you [D]ride the big [Bm]air-plane
And And [D]all they will [Bm]call you
will [G]be [D]deportees.

[Verse 4]
Some of us are illega, and [G]others
not [D]wanted
Our work contract's [Bm]out
and we [G]have to move [D]on
But it's [G]six hundred miles
to that [D]Mexican bor[Bm]der
They [D]chase us like out[Bm]laws,
like [G]rustlers, [D]like theives.

[Verse 5]
We died in your hills, we [G]died
in [D]your deserts
We died in your valleys [G]and died
on [D]your plains
[G]We died 'neath your trees
and we [D]died in your [Bm]bushes
Both [D]sides of the [Bm]river,
[G]we died just [D]the same.
Good-bye [G]to to my

[Verse 6]
[G]Juan,
good-bye [D]Rosalita
Adi[A]os mis amigos, Je[D]sus why Maris
You [G]won't have a name when
you [D]ride the big air-[Bm]plane
And And [D]all they will [Bm]call you will
[G]be [D]deportees.

[Verse 7]
[D]A sky plane caught fire over
Los [G]Gatos [D]canyon
Like a fireball of lightning,
it [G]shook all our [D]hills
[G]Who are all these friends,
all [D]scattered like dry [Bm]leaves?
The [D]radio [Bm]says they [G]are just [D]deportees.

[Verse 8]
Is this the best way we can
[G]grow our big [D]orchards?
Is this the best [Bm]way we can
[G]grow our good [D]fruit?
[G]To fall like dry leaves to
[D]rot on my top[Bm]soil
And [D]be called by no [Bm]name
except deportees?
[G]

[Outro 1]
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