Lori Lieberman, Charles Fox, Norman Gimbel
Am7/D D Am7 D I heard he sang a good song G C I heard he had a style Am7 D and so I came to see him Em to listen for a while. Am7 D7 And there he was this young boy G B7 a stranger to my eyes. Chorus: Em Am Strumming my pain with his fingers D7 G singing my life with his words Em A/C# killing me softly with his song D C killing me softly with his song G C telling my whole life with his words. Fmaj7 Killing me softly E with his song. Am7 D I felt all flushed with fever Gmaj7 C embarrassed by the crowd. Am7 D I felt he found my letters Em and read each one out loud. Am7 D7 I prayed that he would finish Gmaj7 B7 but he just kept right on. Chorus Am7 D He sang as if he knew me Gmaj7 C in all my dark despair. Am7 D And then he looked right through me Em as if I wasn't there. Am7 D7 And he just kept on singing Gmaj7 B7 singing clear and strong.