Verse
Gm7 C
I heard he sang a good song.
F A#
I heard he had a style.
Gm7 C
And so I came to see him,
Dm
and listen for a while.
Gm7 C7
And there he was this young boy,
F A7
a stranger to my eyes.
[Chorus]
Dm Gm C7 F
Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.
Dm Gm C A#
Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.
F A#
Telling my whole life with his words.
Fmaj7#11 D
Killing me softly, with his song.
[Verse]
Gm7 C
I felt all flushed with fever,
F A#
embarrassed by the crowd.
Gm7 C
I felt he found my letters
Dm
and read each one out loud.
Gm7 C7
I prayed that he would finish,
F A7
but he just kept right on.
[Chorus]
Dm Gm C7 F
Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.
Dm Gm C A#
Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.
F A#
Telling my whole life with his words.
Fmaj7#11 D
Killing me softly, with his song.
[Chorus]
Dm Gm C7 F
Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.
Dm Gm C A#
Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.
F A#
Telling my whole life with his words.
Fmaj7#11 D
Killing me softly, with his song.