Strange Fruit-Josh White
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Strange Fruit - Josh White (乔什·怀特)

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

Oooh oooh

Oooh oooh

Oooh oooh

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

And for the wind to suck

For the sun to rot

For the trees to drop

Oooh oooh

Here is a strange and bitter crop

Oooh oooh

Here is a strange and bitter

Crop

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