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Deportee
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Singer/Songwriter
Deportee was released on January 1, 2001 by Reata Records as a part of the album Mariposa Wind
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Release DateJanuary 1, 2001
LabelReata Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM115

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mike Beck
Mike Beck
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martin Hoffman
Martin Hoffman
Composer, Lyrics
Woody Guthrie
Woody Guthrie
Composer, Lyrics

Lyrics

Your crops are all in and your fruit pile's all rottenin'
Your crops of oranges are stacked in your creosote dumps
You're flying me back to your old Mexican border
With all my money to walk back again
Goodbye to you, Juan, goodbye, Rosalita
Adios, my amigo, Jesus Marie
I don't have a name when I ride this big airplane
They just call me one more deportee
My father's own father, he waded this river
He took all the money he made in his life
My sisters and brothers come up picking your fruit crops
Till I ride your wild trucks and die off just like flies
Some days I'm not legal, some days I'm not wanted
My contract is gone, so I have to move on
More than six hundred miles you chase me
You chase me towards that border
Worse than mad dogs or thieves or hound dogs, either one
Goodbye to you, Juan, goodbye, Rosalita
Adios, my amigos, Jesus Marie
I don't have a name when I ride this big airplane
They just call me one more deportee
I fell dead in your hills, I fell dead in your valleys
I fell dead on your desert and sick on your plains
You killed me in trees and you killed me in bushes
On both sides of the Rio, I died just the same
Goodbye to you, Juan, goodbye, Rosalita
Adios, my amigo, Jesus Marie
I don't have a name when I ride this big airplane
They just call me one more deportee
Your sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon
My fireball of lightning shoot down all your hills
I see all my good friends blow here just like dry leaves
My radio calls us just some more deportees
Is this the best way you can grow your big orchard?
Is this the best system to grow some good fruit?
To die in your air crate and fertilize the topsoil
And to be called by no name except one more deportee?
Goodbye to you, Juan, goodbye, Rosalita
Adios, my amigo, Jesus Marie
I don't have a name when I ride this big airplane
They just call me one more deportee
Written by: Martin Hoffman, Woody Guthrie
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