Verse
Dm7 G
I heard he sang a good song.
C F
I heard he had a style.
Dm7 G
And so I came to see him,
Am
and listen for a while.
Dm7 G7
And there he was this young boy,
C E7
a stranger to my eyes.
[Chorus]
Am Dm G7 C
Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.
Am Dm G F
Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.
C F
Telling my whole life with his words.
Fmaj7#11 A
Killing me softly, with his song.
[Verse]
Dm7 G
I felt all flushed with fever,
C F
embarrassed by the crowd.
Dm7 G
I felt he found my letters
Am
and read each one out loud.
Dm7 G7
I prayed that he would finish,
C E7
but he just kept right on.
[Chorus]
Am Dm G7 C
Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.
Am Dm G F
Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.
C F
Telling my whole life with his words.
Fmaj7#11 A
Killing me softly, with his song.
[Chorus]
Am Dm G7 C
Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.
Am Dm G F
Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.
C F
Telling my whole life with his words.
Fmaj7#11 A
Killing me softly, with his song.