Danielia Cotton - Strange Fruit lyrics

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Uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh

Southern trees bear a strange fruit

Blood on the leaves and blood on the roots

Black cloud is swinging in the Pablo trees

... seen of the gallant South

Them boarding eyes and twisted mouth

Scent of magnolia sweet and fresh

Then the Southern smell of burning flesh

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Here's a fruit.. closed to pluck

For the rain to gather and the wind to sluck

For the sun to rot for the trees to drop

Here's a strange and bitter cry!

Blood on the trees, blood at the roots

Uh, the Southern breeze

Strange fruits hanging from the Pablo of trees

Oh, bitter, bitter cry!