BILLIE HOLIDAY - Strange Fruit lyrics

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Lewis allen<br><br>Southern trees bear strange fruit,<br>Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,<br>Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,<br>Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.<br><br>Pastoral scene of the gallant south,<br>The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,<br>Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,<br>Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.<br><br>Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,<br>For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,<br>For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,<br>Here is a strange and bitter crop.