[Primeira Parte]

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Southern trees bear a strange fruit
Cm                    Ab7     G7(9-)
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Fm                           Dm7(5-)    G7(9-)
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Cm                    Ab7     G7(9-)
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
  
[Segunda Parte]

Cm                    Ab7     G7(9-)
Pastoral scene of the gallant south
Cm                    Ab7     G7(9-)
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
Fm                           Dm7(5-)    G7(9-)
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh
Cm                    Ab7     G7(9-)
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh 
 
[Terceira Parte]

Cm                    Ab7     G7(9-)
Here is fruit for the crows to pluck
Cm                    Ab7     G7(9-)
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
Fm                           Dm7(5-)    G7(9-)
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop
Cm                    Ab7     G7(9-)
Here is a strange and bitter crop