| Song | Strange Fruit |
| Artist | Diana Ross |
| Album | Lady Sings the Blues [O.S.T] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Southern trees bear a strange fruit | |
| Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots | |
| Black bodies swingin' in the southern breeze | |
| Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees | |
| Pastoral scene of the gallant south | |
| The bulging eyes and twisted mouth | |
| Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh | |
| And the sudden smell of burning flesh | |
| Here is the 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 crop |