1964] Joni Mitchell

На этой странице вы найдете полный текст песни "Deportee (Plane Crash At Los Gatos) [Live at The Half Beat, Yorkville, Toronto, Canada, 10/21/1964]" от Joni Mitchell. Lyrxo предлагает вам самый полный и точный текст этой композиции без лишних отвлекающих факторов. Узнайте все куплеты и припев, чтобы лучше понять любимую песню и насладиться ею в полной мере. Идеально для фанатов и всех, кто ценит качественную музыку.

[Verse 1]
The crops are all in, and the peaches are rotting
The oranges are pilled in the creosote dumps
They're flying us back to the Mexico border
To pay all our money to wade back again

[Chorus]
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
No, all they will call you will be 'Deportee'

[Verse 2]
Now my father's own father, he waded that river
They took all the money he made in his lifе
Six-hundred miles to the Mеxico border
They chased us like rustlers, like outlaws, like thieves

[Chorus]
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
No, all they will call you will be 'Deportee'

[Verse 3]
The sky-bird caught fire, over Los Gatos Canyon
A big ball of fire, it shook all the ground
Who are these friends, who are falling like dry leaves
The radio said they're just deportees