Strange Fruit
๐ต 474 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:03 duration
๐ ID: 7568432
๐ Lyrics
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 trees
Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh
Here's a 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's a strange and bitter crop
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 magnolias, sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh
Here's a 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's a strange and bitter crop
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[01:10.39] Southern trees bear strange fruit
[01:17.26] Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
[01:25.38] Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
[01:33.37] Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
[01:40.69]
[01:49.32] Pastoral scene of the gallant south
[01:57.32] The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
[02:05.47] Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh
[02:13.36] Then the sudden smell of burning flesh
[02:22.04] Here's a fruit for the crows to pluck
[02:29.16] For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
[02:37.01] For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop
[02:51.26] Here's a strange and bitter crop
[03:08.18]
[01:17.26] Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
[01:25.38] Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
[01:33.37] Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
[01:40.69]
[01:49.32] Pastoral scene of the gallant south
[01:57.32] The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
[02:05.47] Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh
[02:13.36] Then the sudden smell of burning flesh
[02:22.04] Here's a fruit for the crows to pluck
[02:29.16] For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
[02:37.01] For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop
[02:51.26] Here's a strange and bitter crop
[03:08.18]