Emi                          Ami
R: Strumming my pain with his fingers
   D7                        G
   singing my life with his words
   Emi                      A
   killing me softly with his song
               D           C
   killing me softly with his song
               G               C
   telling my whole life with his words.
               F
   Killing me softly
             E
   with his song.

   Ami7         D
1. I heard he sang a good song
   G           C
   I heard he had a style
   Ami7       D
   and so I came to see him
       Emi
   and listen for a while.
   Am7          D7
   And there he was this young boy
   G          H7
   a stranger to my eyes.
R:

2. I felt all flushed with fever
   embarrassed by the crowd.
   I felt he found my letters
   and read each one out loud.
   I prayed that he would finish
   but he just kept right on.
R:

3. He sang as if he knew me
   in all my dark despair.
   And then he looked right through me
   as if I wasn't there.
   And he just kept on singing
   singing clear and strong.
R: