Southern trees bear a strange fruit
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Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots
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Black bodies swingin' in the southern breeze
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Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees
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Pastoral scene of the gallant south
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The bulging eyes and twisted mouth
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Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh
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And the sudden smell of burning flesh
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Here is the fruit
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For the crows to pluck
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For the rain to gather
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For the wind to suck
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For the sun to rot
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For the tree to drop
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Here is a strange and bitter crop
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Strange Fruit (1939 Single Ver.)
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Billie Holiday |