D                        G           D
The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting
     (D)                      A7     D
The oranges piled in their creosote dumps
        G                       D
You're flying them back to the Mexican border
                 (D)        A7         D
To pay all their money, to wade back again

[Chorus]
         G                    D
     Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
        A7                 D
     Adios mes amigos, Jesus and Maria
         G                              D
     You won't have your names when you ride the big airplane
                                 A7       D
     All they will call you will be deportee

[Verse 2]
    D                       G         D    
My Father's own father, he waded that river
                            A7          D
They took all the money he made in his life
     G                        D
My brothers and sisters come working the fruit trees
                                  A7             D
And they rode the truck till they took down and died

[Chorus]
         G                    D
     Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
        A7                 D
     Adios mes amigos, Jesus and Maria
         G                              D
     You won't have your names when you ride the big airplane
                                 A7       D
     All they will call you will be deportee

[Verse 3]
   D                         G             D                        
Some of us are illegal, and some are not wanted
                               A7          D
Our work contracts out and we have to move on
    G                       D
Six hundred miles to that Mexican border
                                  A7             D
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like thieves

[Chorus]
         G                    D
     Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
        A7                 D
     Adios mes amigos, Jesus and Maria
         G                              D
     You won't have your names when you ride the big airplane
                                 A7       D
     All they will call you will be deportee

[Verse 4]
    D                       G            D
We died in your hills, we died in your deserts
                              A7           D
We died in your valleys, and died on your plains
    G                             D
We died 'neath your trees, and we died in your bushes
                              A7           D
Both sides of the river, we died just the same

[Chorus]
         G                    D
     Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
        A7                 D
     Adios mes amigos, Jesus and Maria
         G                              D
     You won't have your names when you ride the big airplane
                                 A7       D
     All they will call you will be deportee

[Verse 5]
     D                         G          D
The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos canyon
                              A7           D
A fireball of lightning, and shook all our hills
     G                          D  
Who are all these friends, all scattered like dry leaves?
                         A7        D
The radio says they are just deportees

[Chorus]
         G                    D
     Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
        A7                 D
     Adios mes amigos, Jesus and Maria
         G                              D
     You won't have your names when you ride the big airplane
                                 A7       D
     All they will call you will be deportee

[Verse 6]
    D                        G             D
Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?
                             A7            D
Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit?
    G                             D
To fall like like dry leaves, to rot on my topsoil
                          A7           D
And to be called no name, except deportee.

[Chorus]
         G                    D
     Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
        A7                 D
     Adios mes amigos, Jesus and Maria
         G                              D
     You won't have your names when you ride the big airplane
                                 A7       D
     All they will call you will be deportee
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