Strange Fruit Lyrics

Broadway Show 2014
Lady Day at Emerson's Bar and Grill - Strange Fruit Lyrics

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 the fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather for the wind to suck
For the sun to rot for the tree to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop

Read more: Lady Day at Emerson's Bar and Grill Lyrics
Lady Day Strange Fruit lyrics Lady Day at Emerson's Bar and Grill