Jeff Buckley - Strange Fruit

    
Verse 1 

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Southern trees ………………bear strange fruit               Blood on the

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leaves …………and blood at the root                           Black bodies

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swinging ……..in the southern breeze

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Strange fruit hanging …………from the poplar trees.




Verse 2

         F#m7          G#7#5                       C#m7   G#dom7  C#m

Pastoral scene …………………of the gallant south

            F#m7           G#7                         C#m7

The bulging eyes ………………….and the twisted mouth

B           A                 G#maj

Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh

                A                G#maj 

Then the sudden smell of burning flesh (picked)




Interlude

                                      (drop to D#)

C#m7            F#m7             F#m7 

                                      (drop to D#)

C#m7            F#m7             F#m7 

							picked

C#m7      Bmaj7     Amaj7   G#maj




Verse 3

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Here is your fruit …………….for the crows to pluck

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For the rain to gather, ………..for the wind to suck

               F#m7          G#7                       C#m7

For the sun to rot………………..for the trees to drop

          A           G#maj               C#m7

Here is a strange and bitter…………..crop.