Chords for Arlo Guthrie, "Deportee"
Tempo:
144.15 bpm
Chords used:
F
Bb
Dm
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
The crops are all in, [Bb] the beaches are [F] rotting, the oranges are piled in [Bb] their creosote [F] dumps.
They're flying you back to [Dm] the Mexico border [F] to pay all your money to [Bb] wade back again.
My father's old father, [Bb] he waded that [F] river, they took all the money he [Bb] made in his [F] life.
My [Bb] brothers and sisters [F] come working the [Dm] fruit trees, [F] and they rode [Dm] the trucks till they [Bb] took down [F] and died.
[Bb] Goodbye to my Juan, [F] goodbye Rosalita, [C] adios mi amigos, [F] esuse maria.
[Bb] You won't have a name when you [Dm] ride the big airplane, [F] and all [Dm] they will call you [Bb] will be the [F] police.
Some of us are illegal,
[Bb] and others not [F] wanted, our work [Dm] contract's out and [Bb] we have to [F] move on.
[Bb] Six hundred miles to the [F] Mexico [Dm] border, [F] they chase us [Dm] like outlaws, [Bb] like wrestlers and [F] thieves.
We died in your hills and we [Bb] died on your [F] deserts, we died in your valleys, we [Bb] died on [F] your plains.
We [Bb] died in your trees and we [F] died in your [Dm] bushes, [F] both sides [Dm] of the river [Bb] we've died just [F] the same.
[Bb] Goodbye to my Juan, [F] goodbye Rosalita,
[C] adios mi amigos,
[F] esuse maria.
[Bb] You won't have a name when [F] you ride the [Dm] big airplane, [F] and all they [Dm] will call you [Bb] will be the [F] police.
The skyplane caught fire [Bb] over Los Gatos [F] Canyon, like a fireball of lightning [Bb] it shook all [F] our hills.
[Bb] And who are these friends, oh [F] scattered like dry leaves, the radio says they [Bb] are just [F]
deportees.
Is this the best way we can [Bb] grow our [F] good orchards?
Is this the best [Dm] way we can [Bb] grow our good [F] fruit?
To [Bb] fall like dry leaves and [F] to rot on your topsoil, and be known by [Dm] no name [Bb] except [F] deportees.
[Bb] Goodbye to my Juan, [F] goodbye Rosalita, [C] adios mi amigos, [F] esuse maria.
[Bb] You won't have a name when [Dm] you ride the big airplane, [F] and all [Dm] they will call you [Bb] will be
[F] deportees.
[C]
[Bb]
[F]
They're flying you back to [Dm] the Mexico border [F] to pay all your money to [Bb] wade back again.
My father's old father, [Bb] he waded that [F] river, they took all the money he [Bb] made in his [F] life.
My [Bb] brothers and sisters [F] come working the [Dm] fruit trees, [F] and they rode [Dm] the trucks till they [Bb] took down [F] and died.
[Bb] Goodbye to my Juan, [F] goodbye Rosalita, [C] adios mi amigos, [F] esuse maria.
[Bb] You won't have a name when you [Dm] ride the big airplane, [F] and all [Dm] they will call you [Bb] will be the [F] police.
Some of us are illegal,
[Bb] and others not [F] wanted, our work [Dm] contract's out and [Bb] we have to [F] move on.
[Bb] Six hundred miles to the [F] Mexico [Dm] border, [F] they chase us [Dm] like outlaws, [Bb] like wrestlers and [F] thieves.
We died in your hills and we [Bb] died on your [F] deserts, we died in your valleys, we [Bb] died on [F] your plains.
We [Bb] died in your trees and we [F] died in your [Dm] bushes, [F] both sides [Dm] of the river [Bb] we've died just [F] the same.
[Bb] Goodbye to my Juan, [F] goodbye Rosalita,
[C] adios mi amigos,
[F] esuse maria.
[Bb] You won't have a name when [F] you ride the [Dm] big airplane, [F] and all they [Dm] will call you [Bb] will be the [F] police.
The skyplane caught fire [Bb] over Los Gatos [F] Canyon, like a fireball of lightning [Bb] it shook all [F] our hills.
[Bb] And who are these friends, oh [F] scattered like dry leaves, the radio says they [Bb] are just [F]
deportees.
Is this the best way we can [Bb] grow our [F] good orchards?
Is this the best [Dm] way we can [Bb] grow our good [F] fruit?
To [Bb] fall like dry leaves and [F] to rot on your topsoil, and be known by [Dm] no name [Bb] except [F] deportees.
[Bb] Goodbye to my Juan, [F] goodbye Rosalita, [C] adios mi amigos, [F] esuse maria.
[Bb] You won't have a name when [Dm] you ride the big airplane, [F] and all [Dm] they will call you [Bb] will be
[F] deportees.
[C]
[Bb]
[F]
Key:
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Bb
Dm
C
F
Bb
Dm
C
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_ _ The crops are all in, [Bb] the beaches are [F] rotting, _ _ _ the oranges are piled in [Bb] their creosote [F] _ dumps.
_ They're flying you back to [Dm] the _ Mexico border _ [F] to pay all your money to [Bb] wade back _ again.
My _ _ father's old father, [Bb] he waded that [F] river, _ _ _ _ they took all the money he [Bb] made in his [F] life.
_ _ My [Bb] brothers and sisters [F] come working the [Dm] fruit trees, [F] and they rode [Dm] the trucks till they [Bb] took down [F] and died.
_ _ [Bb] Goodbye to my Juan, [F] goodbye _ _ Rosalita, [C] adios mi amigos, [F] esuse maria.
_ [Bb] You won't have a name when you [Dm] ride the big airplane, [F] and all [Dm] they will call you [Bb] will be the _ [F] police. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
Some of us are illegal, _
[Bb] and others not [F] wanted, _ _ our work [Dm] contract's out and [Bb] we have to [F] move on. _ _ _
[Bb] Six hundred miles to the [F] Mexico [Dm] border, [F] they chase us [Dm] like outlaws, [Bb] like wrestlers and [F] thieves. _
_ _ We died in your hills and we [Bb] died on your [F] _ _ deserts, _ we died in your valleys, we [Bb] died on [F] your plains. _
_ We [Bb] died in your trees and we [F] died in your [Dm] bushes, _ [F] both sides [Dm] of the river [Bb] we've died just [F] the same. _ _
[Bb] Goodbye to my Juan, [F] goodbye _ Rosalita, _
[C] adios mi amigos, _
[F] esuse _ maria.
[Bb] You won't have a name when [F] you ride the [Dm] big airplane, [F] and all they [Dm] will call you [Bb] will be the [F] police. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ The skyplane caught fire [Bb] over Los Gatos [F] Canyon, _ _ _ _ like a fireball of lightning [Bb] it shook all [F] our hills. _
_ _ [Bb] And who are these friends, oh [F] scattered like dry leaves, the radio _ says they [Bb] are just [F]
deportees. _ _ _ _
Is this the best way we can [Bb] grow our [F] good _ orchards?
_ Is this the best [Dm] way we can [Bb] grow our good [F] fruit?
_ _ To [Bb] fall like dry leaves and [F] to rot on your topsoil, and be known by [Dm] no name [Bb] except _ _ [F] _ deportees.
_ _ [Bb] Goodbye to my _ Juan, [F] goodbye _ Rosalita, _ [C] adios mi amigos, [F] esuse maria.
_ [Bb] You won't have a name when [Dm] you ride the big airplane, _ [F] and all [Dm] they will call you [Bb] will be _
_ [F] deportees. _ _ _
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_ _ The crops are all in, [Bb] the beaches are [F] rotting, _ _ _ the oranges are piled in [Bb] their creosote [F] _ dumps.
_ They're flying you back to [Dm] the _ Mexico border _ [F] to pay all your money to [Bb] wade back _ again.
My _ _ father's old father, [Bb] he waded that [F] river, _ _ _ _ they took all the money he [Bb] made in his [F] life.
_ _ My [Bb] brothers and sisters [F] come working the [Dm] fruit trees, [F] and they rode [Dm] the trucks till they [Bb] took down [F] and died.
_ _ [Bb] Goodbye to my Juan, [F] goodbye _ _ Rosalita, [C] adios mi amigos, [F] esuse maria.
_ [Bb] You won't have a name when you [Dm] ride the big airplane, [F] and all [Dm] they will call you [Bb] will be the _ [F] police. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
Some of us are illegal, _
[Bb] and others not [F] wanted, _ _ our work [Dm] contract's out and [Bb] we have to [F] move on. _ _ _
[Bb] Six hundred miles to the [F] Mexico [Dm] border, [F] they chase us [Dm] like outlaws, [Bb] like wrestlers and [F] thieves. _
_ _ We died in your hills and we [Bb] died on your [F] _ _ deserts, _ we died in your valleys, we [Bb] died on [F] your plains. _
_ We [Bb] died in your trees and we [F] died in your [Dm] bushes, _ [F] both sides [Dm] of the river [Bb] we've died just [F] the same. _ _
[Bb] Goodbye to my Juan, [F] goodbye _ Rosalita, _
[C] adios mi amigos, _
[F] esuse _ maria.
[Bb] You won't have a name when [F] you ride the [Dm] big airplane, [F] and all they [Dm] will call you [Bb] will be the [F] police. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ The skyplane caught fire [Bb] over Los Gatos [F] Canyon, _ _ _ _ like a fireball of lightning [Bb] it shook all [F] our hills. _
_ _ [Bb] And who are these friends, oh [F] scattered like dry leaves, the radio _ says they [Bb] are just [F]
deportees. _ _ _ _
Is this the best way we can [Bb] grow our [F] good _ orchards?
_ Is this the best [Dm] way we can [Bb] grow our good [F] fruit?
_ _ To [Bb] fall like dry leaves and [F] to rot on your topsoil, and be known by [Dm] no name [Bb] except _ _ [F] _ deportees.
_ _ [Bb] Goodbye to my _ Juan, [F] goodbye _ Rosalita, _ [C] adios mi amigos, [F] esuse maria.
_ [Bb] You won't have a name when [Dm] you ride the big airplane, _ [F] and all [Dm] they will call you [Bb] will be _
_ [F] deportees. _ _ _
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