Billie Holiday - Strange Fruit download

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03:01

Date

2019-10-22

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Comments

Anima Devi

2020-02-06 13:09:48 | Profile
I remember when Beryl McBurnie dance to this in 1941

Gary Seven

2019-11-19 14:01:46 | Profile
The lyrics were written by a Communist Party member, who later became the adoptive father of the sons of Julius and Ethel Rosenberg

Nong Kobb

2019-11-18 21:04:48 | Profile
lord have mercy on my soul

Jay's World

2019-11-18 09:43:17 | Profile
The saddest song ever written. It was inspired by the lynching of Ruben stacy in ft. Lauderdale Florida in 1930

Galder Galder

2019-11-13 11:30:53 | Profile
Love raving to this on saturdays

Lucas Gregory

2019-11-07 19:58:53 | Profile
Doug there is even darker sound by Monet Xchange called “Srange Fruit” but appreciate and don’t a trans phobic love Spinoza neural Network.

Gnyfer M

2019-10-31 22:45:31 | Profile
Thats why alot of southern places are haunted because of the painful brutal deaths

SuperPablocito

2019-10-30 04:08:19 | Profile
To everyone listening to this rn, listen to the Nina Simone version. WAY MORE HAUNTING

FlagmoT'Ism

2019-10-29 17:27:20 | Profile
Southern trees bear a strange fruitBlood on the leaves and blood at the rootBlack bodies swinging in the southern breezeStrange fruit hanging from the poplar treesPastoral scene of the gallant SouthThe bulging eyes and the twisted mouthScent of magnolia, sweet and freshThen the sudden smell of burning fleshHere is a fruit for the crows to pluckFor the rain to gather, for the wind to suckFor the sun to rot, for the tree to dropHere is a strange and bitter crop