
Date of issue: 02.04.2013
Song language: English
Strange Fruit |
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 |
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth |
Scent of magnolia sweet and fresh |
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh |
Here is a fruit for the crow to pluck |
For the rain to wither, for the wind to suck |
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop |
Here is a strange and bitter crop |
Artist lyrics: Nat Adderley
Artist lyrics: Eddie "Lockjaw" Davis
Artist lyrics: Carmen McRae
Artist lyrics: Mundell Lowe
Artist lyrics: Bob Cranshaw