Strange Fruit
๐ต 476 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:47 duration
๐ ID: 624576
๐ Lyrics
Southern trees bear a strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Black bodies swingin' in the Southern breeze
Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees
Pastoral scene of the gallant South
The bulgin' eyes and the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burnin' flesh
Here is a 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
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Black bodies swingin' in the Southern breeze
Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees
Pastoral scene of the gallant South
The bulgin' eyes and the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burnin' flesh
Here is a 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
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:15.52] Southern trees bear a strange fruit
[00:26.48] Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
[00:38.23] Black bodies swingin' in the Southern breeze
[00:50.18] Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees
[01:02.95] Pastoral scene of the gallant South
[01:15.63] The bulgin' eyes and the twisted mouth
[01:26.67] Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh
[01:37.57] Then the sudden smell of burnin' flesh
[02:03.05] Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck
[02:14.06] For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
[02:25.86] For the sun to rot, for the tree to drop
[02:38.65] Here is a strange and bitter crop
[02:50.46]
[00:26.48] Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
[00:38.23] Black bodies swingin' in the Southern breeze
[00:50.18] Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees
[01:02.95] Pastoral scene of the gallant South
[01:15.63] The bulgin' eyes and the twisted mouth
[01:26.67] Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh
[01:37.57] Then the sudden smell of burnin' flesh
[02:03.05] Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck
[02:14.06] For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
[02:25.86] For the sun to rot, for the tree to drop
[02:38.65] Here is a strange and bitter crop
[02:50.46]