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F#m Bm E DKilling me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.

A DTelling my whole life with his words.

G F#Killing me softly, with his song.

Bm7 EI heard he sang a good song.

A DI heard he had a style.

Bm7 EAnd so I came to see him,

F#mand listen for a while.

Bm7 EAnd there he was this young boy,

A C#7a stranger to my eyes.

F#m Bm E AStrumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.

F#m Bm E DKilling me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.

A DTelling my whole life with his words.

G F#Killing me softly, with his song.

Bm7 EI felt all flushed with fever,

A Dembarrassed by the crowd.

Bm7 EI felt he found my letters

F#mand read each one out loud.

Bm7 EI prayed that he would finish,

A C#7but he just kept right on.

F#m Bm E AStrumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.

F#m Bm E DKilling me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.

A DTelling my whole life with his words.

G F#Killing me softly, with his song.

F#m Bm E AStrumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words.

F#m Bm E DKilling me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.

A DTelling my whole life with his words.

G F#Killing me softly, with his song.