《Strange fruit》的歌詞如下：
Strange fruit is swinging in the Southern breeze
Swaying in the branches of the trees
Pastoral scene of happy ease
Soon to be dimmed by a stray bullet
From the cold, black barrel of his gun
Black bodies swinging in the Southern breeze
Some loiter by the riverside
Waiting for a signal, a sign
For a signal, a sign
Strange fruit is hanging in the trees
A fruit is hanging in the air
A fruit is hanging on the vine
A fruit is hanging on the tree
The dogs of war are running wild and free
In the alleyways of my mind
No one stands accused but me
I feel my soul rising up to pray
I know not what I fear more
The cold, cold barrel of his gun
And I dreamed I saw Martin in his coffin
His sweet young face serene and calm
But there were those who doubted him and so
I know that dreams are futile and dumb
But as I weep, I feel my song rise up
To bid farewell to him I loved so much
But if my music cannot touch his grave
It's still a call to justice and to peace
Black bodies swinging in the Southern breeze...
這是一首非常有深度的歌曲，歌詞中包含了對於種族歧視和暴力的強烈控訴。