Emi7 Ami7 R: Strumming my pain with his fingersD G singing my life with his wordsEmi7 A killing me softly with his songD C killing me softly with his songG C telling my whole life with his words.Cmaj7 F Killing me softlyE with his song.Ami7 D7 1. I heard he sang a good songG C I heard he had a styleAmi7 D7 and so I came to see himEmi7 and listen for a while.Ami7 D7 And there he was this young boyG H7 a stranger to my eyes. R:Ami7 D7 2. I felt all flushed with feverG C embarrassed by the crowd.Ami7 D7 I felt he found my lettersEmi7 and read each one out loud.Ami7 D7 I prayed that he would finishG H7 but he just kept right on. R:Ami7 D7 3. He sang as if he knew meG C in all my dark despair.Ami7 D7 And then he looked right through meEmi7 as if I wasn't there.Ami7 D7 And he just kept on singingG H7 singing clear and strong. R: