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Em Am D7 G
Strumming my pain with my fingers. singing my life with his words.
G A D C
Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song.
G C
Telling my whole life with his words.
Esus4 E
Killing me softly, with his song.
G 320033
Am7 D A x02220
I heard he sang the good song. Am: x02210
G C B7 224232
I heard he had a style. C: x32010
Am7 D D xx0232
And so I came to see him, D7: xx0212
Em Am7 x02010
and listen for a while. Esus4: 02220x
Am7 D7 E 022100
And there he was a young boy Em: 02200x
G B7
a stranger to my eyes.
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I felt all flushed with fever
embarrassed by the crowd.
I felt he found my letters
and read each one out loud.
I prayed that he would finish
but he just kept right on.
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He sang as if knew me
in all my dark despair.
And then he looked right through me
as if I wasn't there.
And he just kept on singing
sining clear and strong
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harmony....
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