Jeff Buckley Strange Fruit Lyrics

A Voice to Hold in the Dark Track Listing
  • 1 Lover, You Should've Come Over
  • 2 I Woke Up in a Strange Place
  • 3 Strange Fruit
  • 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 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 Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS

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