Kunci: F major
Verse 1
F
This next song I'm going to sing is an old song,
not too old.
I sang it on the
Midnight
Special on that
NBC thing, and it never got on the air.
I never released it. I don't think it
was the song itself.
It was probably the introduction,
you know.
Well, before I sang the song, I said,
I was talking about little kids,
Because I got some.
And I was saying, must be strange to grow up
in this country and not know what a grape
looks like.
Bb
F
Doesn't sound too subversive,
right?
Doesn't mean nothing.
Kicked it off the air though.
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F
The crops are all in, the peaches are rotting,
Dm
Bb
the oranges are piled in their creosote dump.
F
Bb
They're flyin' you back to the
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Dm
Mexico border
F
Dm
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F
To pay all your money to wait back again
My father's own father,
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F
he waded that river
Dm
Bb
F
They took all the money he made in his life
Bb
My brothers and sisters come
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Dm
working the fruit trees
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Dm
And they rode the trucks till they
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F
took down and died
Rosalita
Maria
Bb
You won't have a name when
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Dm
you ride the big airplane
F
Dm
And all they will call you
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F
will be deportees
Some of us are illegal and
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F
others not wanted
Dm
Our work contract's out
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F
and we have to move on
Bb
Six hundred miles to the
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Dm
Mexico border
F
Dm
They chase us like outlaws,
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F
like rustlers and thieves
We've died in your hills and we've
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F
died on your deserts
Dm
We've died in your valleys,
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F
we've died on your plains
Bb
We've died in your trees and
F
we've died in your bushes
Dm
F
Dm
Both sides of the river,
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F
we've died just the same
Rosalita
C
F
Adios, mi amigos, esus y
Maria
Bb
You won't have a name when
F
Dm
you ride the big airplane
F
Dm
And all they will call you
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F
will be deportees
The sky plane caught fire over
Los
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Gatos
F
Canyon
Dm
Like a fireball of lightning,
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F
it shook all our hills
Bb
And who are these friends, oh,
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Dm
scattered like dried leaves
F
Dm
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F
The radio says they are just de portees
Is this the best way we can
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F
grow our big orchards?
Is this the best way we can
Dm
Bb
F
grow our good fruit?
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To fold like dry leaves and
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Dm
to rot on your topsoil
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Dm
And be known by no name
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F
except deportees
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F
Dm
Maria, you won't have a name when you ride the big airplane,
F
Dm
Bb
F
Dm
F
and all they will call you will be deportees.
applause
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