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Bettye LaVette - Strange Fruit şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Bettye LaVette

albüm: Blackbirds


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
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Pastoral scene of the gallant South
Bulging eyes and twisted mouth
The scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh
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Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather
For the wind to suck
The sun to rot
For the trees to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop
Here is a strange and bitter crop
Here is a strange and bitter crop
It's a bitter crop
It's a bitter crop

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