| 歌曲 | Strange Fruit |
| 歌手 | Marcus Miller |
| 专辑 | Tales |
| Southern trees bearin' strange fruit | |
| Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots | |
| Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze | |
| Strange fruit hangin' from the | |
| Poplar trees | |
| Pastoral scene of the gallant south | |
| Them big bulging eyes and the twisted mouth | |
| Scent of magnolia, clean and fresh | |
| Then the sudden smell of burnin' flesh | |
| Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck | |
| For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck | |
| For the sun to rot, for the leaves to drop | |
| Here is a strange and bitter crop |