Roberta Flack - Killing Me Softlyadd

Bm                        Em
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
   A                     Dmaj7
Singing my life with his words.
   Bm                      E7
Killing me softly with his song,
             A          G
Killing me softly with his song;
              Dmaj7          Gmaj7
telling my whole life, with his words,
           Cmaj7               B7
Killing me softly with his song.

Em7         A
I heard he sang a good song,
Dmaj7            Gmaj7
I heard he had a style,
Em7       A                    Bm        Bm7
And so I went to see him and listen for awhile.
Em7           A
And there he was this young boy
Dmaj7      F#7
A stranger to my eyes.

Nak.

Em7        A
I felt all flushed with fever,
Dmaj7     Gmaj7
Embarassed by the crowd.
Em7         A
I felt he found my letters,
Bm                    Bm7
And read each one out loud.
Em7           A
I prayed that he would finish,
Dmaj7        F#7
But he just kept right on.

Nak.

Em7        A
He sang as if he knew me,
Dmaj7     Gmaj7
In all my dark despair.
Em7            A
And then he looked right through me as if,
Bm             Bm7
As if I wasn't there.
Em7      A
He just kept right on,
Dmaj7    F#7
Singin' loud and strong.