Deportees - Paddy Reilly

Recorded in Cork, at the Opera House.
The crops are all in and the peaches are gathered
Oranges packed in their creosote bins
They re flying them back to the Mexican border
Twill take all their money to get back again
So farewell to my friends goodbye Roselita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You won't have a name when you fly the big aeroplane
All they will call you will be deportees
The skyplane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon
The fire ball lit- up and struck the hills round
Oh who were those friends who were scanered like dry leaves
The radio said they were just deportees
So farewell to my friends goodbye Roselita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You won't have a name when you fly the big aeroplane
All they will call you will be deportees
Is this the best way for to plough our good orchards?
Is this the best way to grow our good fruit
To lie on the ground and to rot on the topsoil
And never know no name except deportees
So farewell to my friends goodbye Roselita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You won't have a name when you fly the big aeroplane
All they will call you will be deportees
Some of us are illegal, and some are not wanted,
Our work contract's finished wev'e got to move on
It's Six hundred miles to the Mexican border,
They chase us like rustlers, like outlaws, like thieves.
So farewell to my friends goodbye Roselita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You won't have a name when you fly the big aeroplane
all they will call you will be deportees