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    The document is lyrics to the song "Strange Fruit" which describes a lynching. It depicts a black body swinging from a tree in the Southern breeze, describing the scene and aftermath as strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. It contrasts the pastoral scene of the South with the twisted mouth and smell of burning flesh.

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    The document is lyrics to the song "Strange Fruit" which describes a lynching. It depicts a black body swinging from a tree in the Southern breeze, describing the scene and aftermath as strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. It contrasts the pastoral scene of the South with the twisted mouth and smell of burning flesh.

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    Strange Fruit Lyrics C#M

    Uploaded by

    Leentje Van Reyn
    The document is lyrics to the song "Strange Fruit" which describes a lynching. It depicts a black body swinging from a tree in the Southern breeze, describing the scene and aftermath as strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. It contrasts the pastoral scene of the South with the twisted mouth and smell of burning flesh.

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    Strange

    Fruit
    Lyrics


      

                    

    5 3

      
    3

            
    South ern trees bear a strange fruit, blood on the leaves and blood at the root,

         
    9

       
    black bo dy swing ing in the south ern breeze. Strange fruit hang ing from the

      
    12

     
    pop lar trees.

                    
     
    13


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    3 3

                  
    Pas tor al scene of the gal lant South, the bulg ing eyes and the
    20

     3


    3


    3

           
    twist ed mouth; scent of mag no li a sweet and fresh, and the
    23


         
    sud den smell burn ing flesh!

                
    25

                 
    Here is the fruit for the crows to pluck, for the rain to gath er, for the

         
    32

    wind to suck, for the sun to rot, for a tree to drop. Here is a strange and

        
    36


    bit ter crop.

    LVR

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