This story made me think of this song. Here’s the chorus:
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita,
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria.
You won’t have a name when you ride the big airplane,
All they will call you will be “deportees.”
This story made me think of this song. Here’s the chorus:
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita,
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria.
You won’t have a name when you ride the big airplane,
All they will call you will be “deportees.”
Wow. I *just* bought the Nanci Griffith version of that from the iTunes Music Store a few weeks ago after hearing it on the radio.
Odd coincidence, huh? As you can see, it’s anything but new.