Woody Guthrie's Lyrics From 70 Years Ago Still Appropriate Today For Donald Trump
"Deportee" (Plane Wreck at Los Gatos) is a protest song with lyrics by Woody Guthrie detailing the January 28, 1948 crash of a plane near Los Gatos Canyon, west of Coalinga in Fresno County, California.
By The Highwaymen
Music by Robert Hoffman
The crops are all in, and the peaches are rotten
The oranges are all packed in the creosote dumps
They're flying them back to the Mexican border
To save all their money, and wade back again
My father's own father he waded that river
Others before him have done just the same
They died in the hills, and they died in the valley
Some went to heaven, without any name
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita
Adios mi amigo, Jesus and Maria
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be, "Deportee"
Some of us are illegal, and others not wanted
Our work contracts out, and we have to move on
Six hundred miles to the Mexican Border
They chase us like rustlers, like outlaws, like thieves
The sky-plane caught fire, over Los Gatos Canyon
A fireball a thunder, it shook all the hills
Who are all these dear friends, scattered like dry leaves
The radio said they were just deportees
Goodbye to my Juan, adios Rosalita
Adios mi amigo, Jesus and Maria
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be "Deportee"
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