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Strange Fruit Lyrics
Southern trees bear a strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Black bodies swinging in the Southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
Pastoral scene of gallant south
The bulging eyes and twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh
The sudden smell of burning flesh
Here is fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
For the sun to rot, for the tree to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Black bodies swinging in the Southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
Pastoral scene of gallant south
The bulging eyes and twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh
The sudden smell of burning flesh
Here is fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
For the sun to rot, for the tree to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop
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Cover of “Strange Fruit”, popularized by Billie Holliday’s recording in 1939.
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