Standard (EADGBE)

Chorus

Strumming my pain with his fingers

singing my life with his words

killing me softly with his song

 killing me softly with his song

 telling my whole life with his words.

 Killing me softly

 with his song.

I heard he sang a good song

I heard he had a style

and so I came to see him

 and listen for a while.

And there he was this young boy

a stranger to my eyes.

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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.

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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.

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