Roberta Flack - Killing Me Softlyadd

Fm                        A#m
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
   D#                     G#maj7
Singing my life with his words.
   Fm                      A#7
Killing me softly with his song,
             D#          C#
Killing me softly with his song;
              G#maj7          C#maj7
telling my whole life, with his words,
           F#maj7               F7
Killing me softly with his song.

A#m7         D#
I heard he sang a good song,
G#maj7            C#maj7
I heard he had a style,
A#m7       D#                    Fm        Fm7
And so I went to see him and listen for awhile.
A#m7           D#
And there he was this young boy
G#maj7      C7
A stranger to my eyes.

Nak.

A#m7        D#
I felt all flushed with fever,
G#maj7     C#maj7
Embarassed by the crowd.
A#m7         D#
I felt he found my letters,
Fm                    Fm7
And read each one out loud.
A#m7           D#
I prayed that he would finish,
G#maj7        C7
But he just kept right on.

Nak.

A#m7        D#
He sang as if he knew me,
G#maj7     C#maj7
In all my dark despair.
A#m7            D#
And then he looked right through me as if,
Fm             Fm7
As if I wasn't there.
A#m7      D#
He just kept right on,
G#maj7    C7
Singin' loud and strong.