Strange Fruit

Diana Ross · Other Songs - Diana Ross

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

Strange Fruit

Diana Ross's rendition of 'Strange Fruit' stands as a powerful testament to her versatility beyond the Motown sound. While the song is historically associated with Billie Holiday, Ross's interpretation brings a distinct pop and soul sensibility to the haunting narrative. This recording highlights her ability to navigate dramatic material with emotional depth, showcasing a vocal style that balances elegance with raw intensity. As part of her extensive discography, the track demonstrates her capacity to reinterpret classic standards while maintaining her signature charisma. The performance remains a significant song in her body of work, reflecting her enduring influence on popular music and her skill in delivering poignant, atmospheric recordings that resonate with listeners across generations.