Em Am D7 G
Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.
Em Am D C
Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.
G C
Telling my whole life with his words.
Fmaj7 E
Killing me softly, with his song.
Am7 D
I heard he sang a good song.
G C
I heard he had a style.
Am7 D
And so I came to see him,
Em
and listen for a while.
Am7 D7
And there he was this young boy,
G B7
a stranger to my eyes.
Em Am D7 G
Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.
Em Am D C
Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.
G C
Telling my whole life with his words.
Fmaj7 E
Killing me softly, with his song.
Am7 D
I felt all flushed with fever,
G C
embarrassed by the crowd.
Am7 D
I felt he found my letters
Em
and read each one out loud.
Am7 D7
I prayed that he would finish,
G B7
but he just kept right on.
Em Am D7 G
Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.
Em Am D C
Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.
G C
Telling my whole life with his words.
Fmaj7 E
Killing me softly, with his song.
Em Am D7 G
Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.
Em Am D C
Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.
G C
Telling my whole life with his words.
Fmaj7 E
Killing me softly, with his song.
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