C#m F# B E
I heard she sang a good song, I heard she had a style.
C#m F# G#m
And so I came to see her and listen for a while.
C#m F# B Eb7
And there she was this young girl, a stranger to my eyes.
C#m
Strumming my pain with her fingers,
F# B
singing my life with her words,
G#m C#
killing me softly with her song,
F# E
killing me softly with her song,
B E
telling my whole life with her words,
A G#
killing me softly with her song
C#m F# B E
I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd,
C#m F# G#m
I felt she found my letters and read each one out loud.
C#m F# B Eb7
I prayed that she would finish but she just kept right on.
G#m C#m
Strumming my pain with her fingers,
F# B
singing my life with her words,
G#m C#
killing me softly with her song,
F# E
killing me softly with her song,
B E
telling my whole life with her words,
A G#
killing me softly with her song
C#m F# B E
She sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair
C#m F# G#m
and then she looked right through me as if I wasn't there.
C#m F# B Eb7
But she was there the strangers, singing clear and strong.
G#m C#m
Strumming my pain with her fingers,
F# B
singing my life with her words,
G#m C#
killing me softly with her song,
F# E
killing me softly with her song,
B E
telling my whole life with her words,
A G#
killing me softly with her song
G#m C#m F# B G#m C# F# E B E
A G#
killing me softly with her song