[ti:Strange Fruit]
[ar:Cassandra Wilson]
[al:Coming Forth by Day]
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[00:00.34]Strange Fruit - Cassandra Wilson
[00:43.10]Southern trees bear strange fruit
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[00:55.94]Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
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[01:09.05]Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
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[01:21.85]Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
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[01:58.78]Pastoral scene of the gallant south
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[02:12.33]The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
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[02:23.24]Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh
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[02:36.87]Then the sudden smell of burning flesh
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[02:48.64]Here is fruit for the crows to pluck
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[03:00.84]For the rain to gather for the wind to suck
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[03:12.70]For the sun to rot for the trees to drop
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[03:25.97]Here is a strange and bitter cry
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