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the gathering - strange fruit lyrics

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[verse 1]
southern trees bear a strange fruit
blood on the leaves and blood at the root
black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
there’s a strange fruit hanging in the poplar trees

[verse 2]
pastoral scene of a gallant south
the bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
scent of magnolia, sweet and fresh
and the sudden smell of burning flesh

[instrumental break]

[verse 3]
here is a fruit for the crows to pluck
for the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
for the sun to rot, for the tree to drop
here is a strange and bitter
a strange and bitter
crop

- the gathering lyrics

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