Roberta Flack - Killing Me Softlyadd

G#m                        C#m
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
   F#                     Bmaj7
Singing my life with his words.
   G#m                      C#7
Killing me softly with his song,
             F#          E
Killing me softly with his song;
              Bmaj7          Emaj7
telling my whole life, with his words,
           Amaj7               G#7
Killing me softly with his song.

C#m7         F#
I heard he sang a good song,
Bmaj7            Emaj7
I heard he had a style,
C#m7       F#                    G#m        G#m7
And so I went to see him and listen for awhile.
C#m7           F#
And there he was this young boy
Bmaj7      D#7
A stranger to my eyes.

Nak.

C#m7        F#
I felt all flushed with fever,
Bmaj7     Emaj7
Embarassed by the crowd.
C#m7         F#
I felt he found my letters,
G#m                    G#m7
And read each one out loud.
C#m7           F#
I prayed that he would finish,
Bmaj7        D#7
But he just kept right on.

Nak.

C#m7        F#
He sang as if he knew me,
Bmaj7     Emaj7
In all my dark despair.
C#m7            F#
And then he looked right through me as if,
G#m             G#m7
As if I wasn't there.
C#m7      F#
He just kept right on,
Bmaj7    D#7
Singin' loud and strong.