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Deportee - Woody Guthrie

The crops are all in and the peaches are rott'ning
The oranges are piled in their creosote dumps
You're flyin' 'em back to the Mexican border
It takes all their money to wade back again.


Good-bye to my one, good-bye Rosalita
Adios mios amigos, Jesus y Maria.
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be "deportees"