Em Am D GStrumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.

Em Am D CKilling me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.

G CTelling my whole life with his words.

F EKilling me softly, with his song.

Am7 DI heard he sang a good song.

G CI heard he had a style.

Am7 DAnd so I came to see him,

Emand listen for a while.

Am7 DAnd there he was this young boy,

G B7a stranger to my eyes.

Em Am D GStrumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.

Em Am D CKilling me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.

G CTelling my whole life with his words.

F EKilling me softly, with his song.

Am7 DI felt all flushed with fever,

G Cembarrassed by the crowd.

Am7 DI felt he found my letters

Emand read each one out loud.

Am7 DI prayed that he would finish,

G B7but he just kept right on.

Em Am D GStrumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.

Em Am D CKilling me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.

G CTelling my whole life with his words.

F EKilling me softly, with his song.

Em Am D GStrumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.

Em Am D CKilling me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.

G CTelling my whole life with his words.

F EKilling me softly, with his song.