Luyện nghe bài hát Deportee

The crops are all in, the are rotting
The are piled in their creosote dumps
flying you back to the mexico border
To pay all money to wade back again

My own father, he waded that river
They took all the money he in his life
My brothers and sisters they in the fruit trees
They rode the truck they took down and died

Good-bye to my juan, good-bye
Adios mes amigos, jesus e
You won't have a name when you the big airplane
And all they will you will be "deportee"

Some of us are illegal, and are not wanted
Our work contract's out and we to move on
Six hundred miles to the border
chase us like rustlers, like outlaws, like thieves.

We died in your hills. we on your deserts.
We've died in mountains, and died on your plains.
We've died 'neath your trees, and died in your bushes.
Both sides of the river, we've died the same.

Good-bye to my juan, rosalita
Adios mes amigos, e maria
You won't have a name when you the big airplane
And all they will you will be "deportee"

The skyplane fire over los gatos canyon
A fireball of that shook all our hills
Who were all these friends all scattered like dry leaves?
The radio says were just deportees.

Is this the best way we can our big orchards?
And is this the way we can grow our good fruit?
To like dry leaves and rot on the top soil,
And be known by no except "deportee".

to my juan, good-bye rosalita
Adios mes amigos, e maria
You won't have a when you ride the big airplane
And all will call you will be "deportee"