Baby hangs on her arms
Strange fruit on a tree,
Her other arm
On a broken wheel.

She tells me what she wants:
“A wrap, a kit, one Old E .
Got somethin for my baby?
Anything for free ? “

“Honey I’ll pay you back tomorrow
I’ll be working tonight you hear
Just something to borrow
Anything, please?”

“My head hurts
Im a dollar short on three,
Come on now suga
Im good for it sweety”

Baby hangs on her arms
Strange fruit on a tree
Her other arm
On a broken wheel.

His head slumped over
With pearly eyes,
He’ll love his mama
Until the day he dies.