Plane Wreck At Los Gatos (Deportee)

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Woody Guthrie/Martin Hoffman, 1948/1958.

^{Performed live 5 times (not including snippet performances).}

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130 on the 2023-25 International Tour.

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266 on the Springsteen On Broadway run.

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14 on the Summer '17 Tour.

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75 on the The River Tour 2016.

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33 on the High Hopes Tour.

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133 on the Wrecking Ball Tour.

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83 on the Working On A Dream Tour.

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99 on the Magic Tour.

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56 on The Seeger Sessions Tour.

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72 on the Devils & Dust Tour.

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7 on the Vote For Change Tour.

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120 on The Rising Tour.

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132 on The Reunion Tour.

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128 on The Ghost Of Tom Joad Tour.

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102 on the World Tour 1992-93.

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20 on the Human Rights Now! Tour.

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67 on the Tunnel Of Love Express Tour.

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156 on the Born In The U.S.A. Tour.

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138 on The River Tour.

Performed at 2 known other show(s), plus

0 public tour rehearsal(s).

Deportee (Plane Wreck At Los Gatos) ^{(Live Version)}

^{September 29, 1996}

Well the crops are all in and the peaches are rotting
The oranges are found in their creosote dumps
I'm flying 'em back to the Mexican border
To take all their money and wade back again

Goodbye my Juan, goodbye Rosalie
Adios mis amigos, Jesus e Maria
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be "deportee"

Now my father's own father, he waded that river
They took all the money that he made in his life
Six hundred miles to the Mexican border
Chased us like rustlers, like outlaws, like thieves

Goodbye my Juan, goodbye Rosalie
Adios mis amigos, Jesus e Maria
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be "deportee"

Well, the sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon
A great ball of fire, well it shook all our hills
Who are these dear friends who are fallen like dry leaves?
The radio said they are just deportees

Well, is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?
Is this the best way we can raise our good crops?
To fall like dry leaves and rot on the top soil
And be known by no name except "deportee"

Goodbye my Juan, goodbye Rosalie
Adios mis amigos, Jesus e Maria
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be "deportee"

[Spoken outro:] Thank you! Thank you. They asked, uh, me to do one of my own songs, so… So… This is, uh, I dunno, I guess, ah, there was always some spiritual center at the middle of Woody's songs, in the midst, the midst of all the fun, and the tough optimism, and uh, he always projected a sense of good times, in the face of it all. And the thing he did the most, I think, was he always got you thinking about the next guy, took you out of yourself. Out of yourself, it's hard that's something to be able to do. And he, uh, just got you thinking about your neighbor, in some sense. And uh, I guess, it's that idea that, uh, salvation isn't individual, and that, uh, we sort of, maybe we don't rise and fall on our own, you know? Anyway. So I want to do this tonight for Harold Leventhal, and Arlo, and Nora, and especially for Pete Seeger, people who have kept Woody's flame burning and alive for so long. And so many others.

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