Chords for old crow medicine show - deportee (plane wreck at los gatos)
Tempo:
80.05 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
Am
D
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
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The crops are all in [Am] and the peaches [G] are rotten, the [Am] oranges piled in their [G] creosote dumps.
[C] They're flying them back to [G] the Mexico border to pay all [Am] their wages to wait [G] back again.
Father's own [C] father, he waded [G] that river, they took all the money [C] he [G] made in [Bm] his life.
[Am] My brothers and [G] sisters come work in the fruit trees, they rode on the trucks till [C] they took [G] down and died.
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[C] Goodbye to my [G] one goodbye, [D] Rosalita, adios mis [G] amigo, Jesus de Maria.
[C] You won't have a name [G] when you ride the big airline, all they will call [C] you will be [G] D-40.
Some are illegal, [Am] some are [G] not wanted, there were contracts [C] out and they've got [G] to move on.
[C] Six hundred miles [G] to the Mexico border, they chase us like outlaws, [C] like [G] rustlers, like thieves.
We died in your hills [Am] and we died [G] in your deserts, we died in your valleys, we died on your plains.
[Am] We [C] died neath your [G] trees and we died in your bushes, both sides of that river we [G] died just the same.
Goodbye to my one goodbye, [D] Rosalita, adios [G] mis amigo, Jesus de Maria.
[C] You won't have a name when [G] you ride the big airplane, all they [Am] will call you will [C] be [G] D-40.
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Skyplane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon, a fireball of [C] lightning that shook [G] all our hills.
[C] Who are all [G] these friends all scattered like dry leaves, the radio says [C] they are [G] just deportees.
Is this the best way to grow our big orchard?
Is this the best way [Am] to grow [G] our good fruit?
[C] To fall like dry [G] leaves, to rot on my topsoil, to be [Am] known by no name except [G] D-40.
[C] Goodbye to my [G] one goodbye, [D] Rosalita, adios mis amigo, [G] Jesus de [D] Maria.
[Am] You won't have [C] a name [G] when you ride the big airplane, all they will [Am] call you [C] will be D [G]-40.
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[C] Goodbye to my [G] one goodbye, [D] Rosalita, adios mis [G] amigo, Jesus de [D] Maria.
You [C] won't have a name [G] when you ride the big airplane, all [Am] they will call you will be [C] [G] D-40.
Yes, all they will [C] call you will be [G] D-40.
The crops are all in [Am] and the peaches [G] are rotten, the [Am] oranges piled in their [G] creosote dumps.
[C] They're flying them back to [G] the Mexico border to pay all [Am] their wages to wait [G] back again.
Father's own [C] father, he waded [G] that river, they took all the money [C] he [G] made in [Bm] his life.
[Am] My brothers and [G] sisters come work in the fruit trees, they rode on the trucks till [C] they took [G] down and died.
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[C] Goodbye to my [G] one goodbye, [D] Rosalita, adios mis [G] amigo, Jesus de Maria.
[C] You won't have a name [G] when you ride the big airline, all they will call [C] you will be [G] D-40.
Some are illegal, [Am] some are [G] not wanted, there were contracts [C] out and they've got [G] to move on.
[C] Six hundred miles [G] to the Mexico border, they chase us like outlaws, [C] like [G] rustlers, like thieves.
We died in your hills [Am] and we died [G] in your deserts, we died in your valleys, we died on your plains.
[Am] We [C] died neath your [G] trees and we died in your bushes, both sides of that river we [G] died just the same.
Goodbye to my one goodbye, [D] Rosalita, adios [G] mis amigo, Jesus de Maria.
[C] You won't have a name when [G] you ride the big airplane, all they [Am] will call you will [C] be [G] D-40.
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Skyplane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon, a fireball of [C] lightning that shook [G] all our hills.
[C] Who are all [G] these friends all scattered like dry leaves, the radio says [C] they are [G] just deportees.
Is this the best way to grow our big orchard?
Is this the best way [Am] to grow [G] our good fruit?
[C] To fall like dry [G] leaves, to rot on my topsoil, to be [Am] known by no name except [G] D-40.
[C] Goodbye to my [G] one goodbye, [D] Rosalita, adios mis amigo, [G] Jesus de [D] Maria.
[Am] You won't have [C] a name [G] when you ride the big airplane, all they will [Am] call you [C] will be D [G]-40.
[C] [G]
[C] Goodbye to my [G] one goodbye, [D] Rosalita, adios mis [G] amigo, Jesus de [D] Maria.
You [C] won't have a name [G] when you ride the big airplane, all [Am] they will call you will be [C] [G] D-40.
Yes, all they will [C] call you will be [G] D-40.
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_ _ _ _ The crops are all in [Am] and the peaches [G] are rotten, the [Am] oranges piled in their [G] creosote dumps.
[C] They're flying them back to [G] the Mexico border to pay all [Am] their wages to wait [G] back again.
_ Father's own [C] father, he waded [G] that river, they took all the money [C] he [G] made in [Bm] his life.
[Am] My brothers and [G] sisters come work in the fruit trees, they rode on the trucks till [C] they took [G] down and died.
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[C] Goodbye to my [G] one goodbye, [D] Rosalita, adios mis [G] amigo, Jesus de Maria.
[C] You won't have a name [G] when you ride the big airline, all they will call [C] you will be _ _ _ [G] D-40.
Some _ _ _ are illegal, [Am] some are [G] not wanted, there were contracts [C] out and they've got [G] to move on.
[C] Six hundred miles [G] to the Mexico border, they chase us like outlaws, [C] like [G] rustlers, like thieves. _
_ _ _ We died in your hills [Am] and we died [G] in your deserts, we died in your valleys, we died on your plains.
[Am] We [C] died neath your [G] trees and we died in your bushes, both sides of that river we [G] died just the same. _
_ _ _ Goodbye to my one goodbye, [D] Rosalita, adios [G] mis amigo, Jesus de Maria.
[C] You won't have a name when [G] you ride the big airplane, all they [Am] will call you will [C] be _ _ _ [G] D-40.
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Skyplane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon, a fireball of [C] lightning that shook [G] all our hills.
_ [C] Who are all [G] these friends all scattered like dry leaves, the radio says [C] they are [G] just deportees. _ _ _ _ _
Is this the best way to grow our big orchard?
Is this the best way [Am] to grow [G] our good fruit?
[C] To fall like dry [G] leaves, to rot on my topsoil, to be [Am] known by no name except [G] D-40.
_ _ _ _ [C] Goodbye to my [G] one goodbye, [D] Rosalita, adios mis amigo, [G] Jesus de [D] Maria.
[Am] You won't have [C] a name [G] when you ride the big airplane, all they will [Am] call you [C] will be _ _ _ D [G]-40.
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_ [C] Goodbye to my [G] one goodbye, [D] Rosalita, adios mis [G] amigo, Jesus de [D] Maria.
You [C] won't have a name [G] when you ride the big airplane, all [Am] they will call you will be [C] _ _ _ [G] D-40.
_ _ _ _ Yes, all they will [C] call you will be _ _ _ [G] D-40.
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_ _ _ _ The crops are all in [Am] and the peaches [G] are rotten, the [Am] oranges piled in their [G] creosote dumps.
[C] They're flying them back to [G] the Mexico border to pay all [Am] their wages to wait [G] back again.
_ Father's own [C] father, he waded [G] that river, they took all the money [C] he [G] made in [Bm] his life.
[Am] My brothers and [G] sisters come work in the fruit trees, they rode on the trucks till [C] they took [G] down and died.
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[C] Goodbye to my [G] one goodbye, [D] Rosalita, adios mis [G] amigo, Jesus de Maria.
[C] You won't have a name [G] when you ride the big airline, all they will call [C] you will be _ _ _ [G] D-40.
Some _ _ _ are illegal, [Am] some are [G] not wanted, there were contracts [C] out and they've got [G] to move on.
[C] Six hundred miles [G] to the Mexico border, they chase us like outlaws, [C] like [G] rustlers, like thieves. _
_ _ _ We died in your hills [Am] and we died [G] in your deserts, we died in your valleys, we died on your plains.
[Am] We [C] died neath your [G] trees and we died in your bushes, both sides of that river we [G] died just the same. _
_ _ _ Goodbye to my one goodbye, [D] Rosalita, adios [G] mis amigo, Jesus de Maria.
[C] You won't have a name when [G] you ride the big airplane, all they [Am] will call you will [C] be _ _ _ [G] D-40.
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Skyplane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon, a fireball of [C] lightning that shook [G] all our hills.
_ [C] Who are all [G] these friends all scattered like dry leaves, the radio says [C] they are [G] just deportees. _ _ _ _ _
Is this the best way to grow our big orchard?
Is this the best way [Am] to grow [G] our good fruit?
[C] To fall like dry [G] leaves, to rot on my topsoil, to be [Am] known by no name except [G] D-40.
_ _ _ _ [C] Goodbye to my [G] one goodbye, [D] Rosalita, adios mis amigo, [G] Jesus de [D] Maria.
[Am] You won't have [C] a name [G] when you ride the big airplane, all they will [Am] call you [C] will be _ _ _ D [G]-40.
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_ [C] Goodbye to my [G] one goodbye, [D] Rosalita, adios mis [G] amigo, Jesus de [D] Maria.
You [C] won't have a name [G] when you ride the big airplane, all [Am] they will call you will be [C] _ _ _ [G] D-40.
_ _ _ _ Yes, all they will [C] call you will be _ _ _ [G] D-40.
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