In January 1948 an airplane carrying Mexican Nationals crashed near the Los  
Gatos canyon in California.  Woody Guthrie, the voice of everyman, wrote a  
poem about the crash that was later put to music by Pete Seeger.  This is my  
interpretation of the version as done by The Highwaymen. 
 
DEPORTEE 
 
G5                            C5           G5
The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting 
                              D5       G5
The oranges are packed in the creoste dumps 
C5                               G5
They're flying them back to the Mexican border 
                            D5
To save all their money and wade back again 
G5                         C5          G5
My father's own father he waded that river 
                       D5             G5
Others before him have done just the same 
C5                               G5
They died in the hills and they died in the valleys 
                         D5      G5
Some went to heaven with out any names 
C5                        G5
Goodbye to my Juan, good bye Rosalita 
      D5          D5      G5
Adios mi amigos, Jesus y Maria 
C5                              G5
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane 
                            D5              G5
All they will call you will be.....Deportee   
G5                          C5          G5
Some of us are illegal and others not wanted 
                              D5            G5
Our work contracts out and we have to move on 
C5                        G5
Six hundred miles to the Mexican border 
                                 D5             G5
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like thieves 
C5                        G5
Goodbye to my Juan, good bye Rosalita 
      D5          D5      G5
Adios mi amigos, Jesus y Maria 
C5                              G5
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane 
                            D5              G5
All they will call you will be.....Deportee  
 
(Chorus Instrumental) 
G5                              C5         G5
The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos canyon 
                           D5             G5
A fireball of thunder that shook all the hills 
C5                              G5
Who are all these dear friends scattered like dry leaves 
                         D5               G5
The radio said they were just...Deportees  
 
(Note: As near as I can tell this is a Spanish version of the chorus as  
performed by Johnny Rodriguez.  If anyone can help me with the correct  
translation I would deeply appreciate it.) 
 
Adios mi Juan, adios Rosalita 
Adios mi amigos, Jesus y Maria 
No tiene su nombre con grande airplano 
All they will call you will be...Deportee