Album Name : 20 Golden Irish Ballads, Vol. 1
Release Date : 1995-09-19
Song Duration : 3:46
Wolfe Tones Deportees
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 need a name when you fly the big aeroplane
And they will call you will be deportees
The skyplane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon
The fire bore it 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 need a name when you fly the big aeroplane
And 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 need a name when you fly the big aeroplane
And they will call you will be deportees
Some of us are illegal, and some are not wanted,
Our work contract's out and we have to move on
Six hundred miles to that Mexican border,
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like
thieves.
So farewell to my friends goodbye Roselita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You won't need a name when you fly the big aeroplane
And they will call you will be deportees
