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C#m F# B EI heard she sang a good song, I heard she had a style.
C#m F# G#mAnd so I came to see her and listen for a while.
C#m F# B Eb7And there she was this young girl, a stranger to my eyes.
G#m C#mStrumming my pain with her fingers,
F# Bsinging my life with her words,
G#m C#killing me softly with her song,
F# Ekilling me softly with her song,
B Etelling my whole life with her words,
A G#killing me softly with her song
C#m F# B EI felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd,
C#m F# G#mI felt she found my letters and read each one out loud.
C#m F# B Eb7I prayed that she would finish but she just kept right on.
G#m C#mStrumming my pain with her fingers,
F# Bsinging my life with her words,
G#m C#killing me softly with her song,
F# Ekilling me softly with her song,
B Etelling my whole life with her words,
A G#killing me softly with her song
C#m F# B EShe sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair
C#m F# G#mand then she looked right through me as if I wasn't there.
C#m F# B Eb7But she was there the strangers, singing clear and strong.
G#m C#mStrumming my pain with her fingers,
F# Bsinging my life with her words,
G#m C#killing me softly with her song,
F# Ekilling me softly with her song,
B Etelling 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
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