Cifras
Deportee

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Introdução:

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D                                                                         G                            D  
The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting
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The oranges are packed in their creosote dumps
                     G                                                            D              Bm  
They're flying 'em back to that Mexico border
        D                                                            G                            D  
To take all their money to wade back a gain
        D                                                            G                         D  
My father's own father, he waded that river
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They took all the money he made in his life
        G                                                                 D                            Bm  
My brothers and sisters come working the fruit trees
             D                                                                            G                              D  
They rode the big trucks till they lay down and died
Chorus
             G                                                    D  
Good bye to my Juan, good bye Rosalita
          A                                            D  
Adi os mis amigos, Je sus y Maria
          G                                                                    D                              Bm  
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
          D                                                                      G                    D  
And all they will call you will be depor tee
Verse
D                                                                      G                            D  
Some of us are illegal, and all are not wanted
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Our work contract's out and we've got to move on
G                                                                 D                 Bm  
Six hundred miles to that Mexican border
             D                                                                      G                                    D  
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like thieves
        D                                                         G                              D  
We died in your hills, we died in your deserts
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We died in your armies, we died on your plains
        G                                                                            D                                            Bm  
We died 'neath your trees and we died 'neath those bushes
             D                                                            G                                 D  
Both sides of that river, we died just the same
Chorus
          D                                                                    G                      D  
The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon
                                                                                        G                                 D  
Like a fireball of lightning, it shook all our hills
          G                                                         D                         Bm  
Who are all these friends, dying like dry leaves?
          D                                                 G                         D  
The radio says they are just depor tees
Verse
        D                                                              G                              D  
Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?
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Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit?
        G                                                              D                      Bm  
To fall like dry leaves and rot on my topsoil
          D                                                         G                         D  
And be known by no name ex cept depor tee
Chorus
          D                                                                    G                      D  
The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon
                                                                                        G                                 D  
Like a fireball of lightning, it shook all our hills
          G                                                         D                         Bm  
Who are all these friends, dying like dry leaves?
          D                                                 G                         D  
The radio says they are just depor tees