Bm Em A DStrumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.

Bm Em A GKilling me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.

D GTelling my whole life with his words.

C BKilling me softly, with his song.

Em7 AI heard he sang a good song.

D GI heard he had a style.

Em7 AAnd so I came to see him,

Bmand listen for a while.

Em7 AAnd there he was this young boy,

D F#7a stranger to my eyes.

Bm Em A DStrumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.

Bm Em A GKilling me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.

D GTelling my whole life with his words.

C BKilling me softly, with his song.

Em7 AI felt all flushed with fever,

D Gembarrassed by the crowd.

Em7 AI felt he found my letters

Bmand read each one out loud.

Em7 AI prayed that he would finish,

D F#7but he just kept right on.

Bm Em A DStrumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.

Bm Em A GKilling me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.

D GTelling my whole life with his words.

C BKilling me softly, with his song.

Bm Em A DStrumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.

Bm Em A GKilling me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.

D GTelling my whole life with his words.

C BKilling me softly, with his song.