Deportee (Plane Wreck At Los Gatos)

by Woody Guthrie · posted by chibluesteve

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+: Blow note
−: Draw note
b or ': Half-step bend
bb or '': Two half-step bend
bbb or ''': Three half-step bend
(###): Chord — relevant hole numbers in parentheses
< or *: Push the button in (chromatic harmonica)

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Tab

 
 3    5    5   5  5  -4   4   -5 -5   6  5 -4  4    
The crops are all in and the peaches are rott'ning,&#8232;
 3   5 5 5    5   -4   4   -3" 4 4    4  
The oranges piled in their creosote dumps;&#8232;
   4    -6  -6  -6  -6  -7  7  6  6  6 5 -4 4   
They're flying 'em back to the Mexican border&#8232;
3   5   5    5   5 -4  4   -3"  4   4  4
To pay all their money to wade back again

chorus:
 4  -6  -6 -6 -6 -7  7  6    6 6 6 5 
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye, Rosalita,
3 -5  -5  -5 -5 -4   3 5  5 -5 6 5 
Adios mis amigos--, Jesus y Maria-;&#8232;
 4   -6    -6   -6   -6    -7   7   6    6   6  5 -4  4
You won't have your names when you ride the big airplane,&#8232; 
5   5    5    5   -4   4   -3"  4  4  4
All they will call you will be "deportees"

 3  5  5    5    5 -4   4  -5 -5  6   5 -4  4
My father's own father, he waded that river--,&#8232;
 3    5    5   5   5 -4 4  -3"  4   4   4
They took all the money he made in his life;
4   -6  -6  -6  -6  -7   7    6  6    6  5 -4    4
My brothers and sisters come working the fruit trees,&#8232;
 3   5    5    5    5    -4   4   -3"   4    4   4
And they rode the truck till they took down and died.

(chorus)

Some of us are illegal, and some are not wanted,&#8232;
Our work contract's out and we have to move on;&#8232;
Six hundred miles to that Mexican border,&#8232;
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like thieves.

(chorus)

We died in your hills, we died in your deserts,&#8232;
We died in your valleys and died on your plains.&#8232;
We died 'neath your trees and we died in your bushes,&#8232;
Both sides of the river, we died just the same.

(chorus)

The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon,&#8232;
A fireball of lightning, and shook all our hills,&#8232;
Who are all these friends, all scattered like dry leaves? &#8232;
The radio says, "They are just deportees"

(chorus)

Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards? &#8232;
Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit? &#8232;
To fall like dry leaves to rot on my topsoil&#8232;
And be called by no name except "deportees"?

(chorus)

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