Lady Sings The Blues

Billie Holiday - Strange Fruit Southern trees bear a strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the root Black body swaying in the Southern breeze Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the Gallant South The bulging eyes an

I don't know why but I'm feeling so sad I long to try something I never had Never had no kissin' Oh, what I've been missin' Lover man, oh, where can you be? The night is cold and I'm so alone I'd give my soul just to call you my own Got a moon above