Tipo de gaita: Qualquer tipo
Tom: qualquer

DEPORTEE
WOODY GUTHRIE

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The crops are all in and the peaches are rot-ting
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The oranges are filed in their cre- o-sote dumps
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They're flying 'em back to the Mex-i-co bor-der
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To take all their money to wade back again

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Goodbye to my Ju-an, farewell Roselita
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Adios mis a-mi-gos, Jesus y Ma-ri-a
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You won't have a name when you ride the big 
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air - plane.
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All they will call you will be deportees

My father's own father, he waded that river
They took all the money he made in his life
It's six hundred miles to the Mexico border
And they chased them like rustlers, like outlaws, like thieves

The skyplane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon
The great ball of fire it shook all our hills
Who are these dear friends who are falling like dry leaves?
Radio said, "They are just deportees"

Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?
Is this the best way we can raise our good crops?
To fall like dry leaves and rot on out topsoil
And be known by no names except "deportees"