The oranges are piled in their creosote dumps 

You're flying them back to the mexican border 

To pay all their money to wade back again 

Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita 

Adios mis amigos, Jesus and Maria 

You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane 

All they will call you will be deportee 



Some of us are illegal and some of us are not wanted 

Our work contract's out and we have to move on 

But it's 600 miles to that mexican border 

They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like theives 



Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita 

Adios mis amigos, Jesus and Maria 

You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane 

All they will call you will be deportee 



My father's own father, waded that river 

They took all the money he made in his life 

My brothers and sister come work the fruit trees 

They rode the truck til' they took down and died 



The airplane caught fire over Los Gatos canyon 

A fireball of lightning that shook all our hills 

Who are these dear friends all scattered like dry leaves 

The radio said they were just deportees 



Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita 

Adios mis amigos, Jesus and Maria 

You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane 

All they will call you will be deportee 



No, all they will call you will be deportee 

All they will call you will be deportee