Strange Fruit
Nina Simone Lyrics


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Southern trees bearing strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees

Pastoral scene of the gallant south
Them big bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolia, clean 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 leaves to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop

Overall Meaning

The song "Strange Fruit" was written by a Jewish poet and teacher named Abel Meeropol in 1937, and made famous by Nina Simone in 1965. The song is a disturbing and powerful commentary on the brutal and racist practice of lynching in the southern United States at the time. The lyrics vividly describe the image of strange fruit, which refers to the bodies of black people, predominantly men, that were lynched by white supremacists and left hanging from trees for public display.


The first verse begins with the image of southern trees bearing strange fruit—a haunting and unsettling sight. The blood at the roots and the leaves is a metaphor for the deep and historical trauma of the black experience in America. The second verse paints a picture of the pastoral southern landscape with the scent of magnolia flowers, which is abruptly interrupted by the smell of burning flesh—alluding to the burning of bodies after lynchings. The third verse describes the aftermath of the lynching, where the fruit is left for the crows to pluck—the senselessness and lack of humanity in this act is made strikingly clear in the final line, "Here is a strange and bitter crop."


Nina Simone's performance of the song only adds to the power and impact of Meeropol's lyrics. Her haunting voice and the simple accompaniment of piano and bass give the song a raw and emotional quality that cannot be ignored. The lyrics of "Strange Fruit" continue to resonate today, as the issues of racial injustice and inequality persist in the United States.


Line by Line Meaning

Southern trees bearing strange fruit
The trees in the American South are growing fruit that is unusual and alarming.


Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots
The fruit has caused blood to spill onto the leaves and roots of the trees.


Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
The fruit is actually a reference to the bodies of black people who have been lynched and are now hanging from the trees.


Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
The bodies of the lynched are a unique and tragic part of the landscape in the South.


Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The landscape is beautiful and idyllic, but it hides a dark reality of racism and violence.


Them big bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
The bodies of the lynched are grotesque and dehumanizing, making them appear almost like monsters.


Scent of magnolia, clean and fresh
The air is filled with the sweet smell of magnolia flowers, which contrasts sharply with the violence and cruelty happening beneath the surface.


Then the sudden smell of burning flesh
The sweetness of the flowers is abruptly interrupted by the smell of burning flesh, a reminder of the torture and brutality inflicted on black people in the South.


Here is fruit for the crows to pluck
The image of the lynched bodies being picked apart by birds adds another layer of horror to the scene.


For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
The natural forces of the world also play a role in dissolving and disposing of the bodies.


For the sun to rot, for the leaves to drop
Time will eventually erase the physical evidence of the atrocities, but the scars will remain.


Here is a strange and bitter crop
The final line of the song laments the tragic fate of black people in the South, who were forced to endure this brutal reality that was invisible to many white Americans.




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Written by: Lewis Allen

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

Noz-deiz

Southern trees
Bearin' strange fruit
Blood on the leaves
And blood at the roots
Black bodies
Swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hangin'
From the poplar trees
Pastoral scene
Of the gallant south
Them big bulging eyes
And the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolia
Clean and fresh
Then the sudden smell
Of burnin' flesh
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 leaves to drop
Here is
Strange and bitter crop



O Stiles

Southern trees bearing strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
Pastoral scene of the gallant south
Them big bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolia, clean 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 leaves to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop



All comments from YouTube:

Be quiet tiffany

Both Nina and Billie’s versions give me chills. The emotion and pain. Rest in Peace to all the black men and women who have lost their lives at the hands of racial discrimination and ignorance.

Stephen Mcgiff

Big hug and respect for what you have written there. Breaks my heart to ever imagine such suffering. 😥

GERMAIN Florent

Thank you so much indeed !

Mouna G

I am sure they are resting in heaven while the ignorants who shed their blood get what they deserve

itsheavennn

frrr

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Feona Lee Jones

I love Billie's version, but Nina takes this piece to a whole other level...

Bruno Baron

@DAna sorry. But your link is too...

Joseph Lucero

Totally agree Feona!

Gregory Christopher Baggett

Feona Lee Jones yass

mr Hyde

Me to it is the best version

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