Strange Fruit Lyrics

Billie Holiday


publisher: ©Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
writers: Lewis Allan
album: Track 12 in album Billie Holiday at Jazz at the Philharmonic
release date: 1954
popularity : 8 users have visited this page.
length: 2:59
lyricist: Lewis Allan
composer: Lewis Allan

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.

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Track Listing

  • 1 Body and Soul
  • 2 Strange Fruit
  • 3 Travelin' Light
  • 4 He's Funny That Way
  • 5 The Man I Love
  • 6 Gee Baby Ain't I Good to You
  • 7 All of Me
  • 8 Billie's Blues