damnlyrics.com

Strange Fruit (Alan)

Southern trees bear strange fruit

Blood on the leaves and blood at the root

Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze

Strange fruit hanging from the poplar treesPastoral scene of the gallant south

Of the bulging eyes and the twisted mouth

Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh

Then the sudden smell of burning fleshHere is 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

Songwriters

FROST,DAMON/PHIRI,AARON /Published by

Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc. Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.

Enjoy the lyrics !!!