Strange Fruit Lyrics - Sting

STING - STRANGE FRUIT (Billie Holiday) 

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 the gallant South 

Bulging eyes and the twisted mouth 

Scent of magnolia sweet and fresh 

And the sudden smell of burning flesh. 

Here is the fruit for the crows to pluck 

For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck 

For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop 

Here is a strange and bitter crop. 

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