Tom: C
Em Am7 D7 G
Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words
Em Am7 D C
Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song
G C
Telling my whole life with his words
F7 E
Killing me softly, with his song
Am7 D
I heard he sang the good song
G C
I heard he had a style
Am7 D
And so I came to see him
Em
And listen for a while
Am7 D7
And there he was a young boy
G B7
A stranger to my eyes
Em Am7 D7 G
Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words
Em Am7 D C
Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song
G C
Telling my whole life with his words
F E
Killing me softly, with his song
Am7 D
I felt all flushed with fever
G C
Embarrassed by the crowd
Am7 D
I felt he found my letters
Em
And read each one out loud
Am7 D7
I prayed that he would finish
G B7
But he just kept right on
Em Am7 D7 G
Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words
Em Am7 D C
Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song
G C
Telling my whole life with his words
F E
Killing me softly, with his song
Am7 D
He sang as if knew me
G C
In all my dark despair
Am7 D
And then he looked right through me
Em
As if I wasn't there
Am7 D7
And he just kept on singing
G B7
Singing clear and strong
Em Am7 D7 G
Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words
Em Am7 D C
Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song
G C
Telling my whole life with his words
F E
Killing me softly, with his song
( Em Am7 D7 G )
( Em Am7 D7 C7 )
( G C7 F E4 )
Em Am7 D7 G
Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words
Em Am7 D C
Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song
G C
Telling my whole life with his words
F E
Killing me softly, with his song
