Dm7              G 
    I heard he sang a good song 
C                F 
    I heard she had a style 
Dm7           G 
    And so I came to see him, 
         Am 
    and listen for a while 
Dm7                G7 
    And there he was this young boy 
C               E7 
    a stranger to my eyes.

 Am                       Dm 
Strumming my pain with his fingers 
 G7                       C 
Singing my life with his words 
 Am                      D 
Killing me softly with his song 
              G        F 
Killing me softly with his song 
           C               F 
Telling my whole life with his words 
           Bb                A 
Killing me softly,  with his song  



 Dm7              G 
    I felt all flushed with fever 
C                F 
    embarrassed by the crowd. 
Dm7            G 
    I felt he found my letters 
         Am 
    and read each one out loud. 
Dm7                G7 
    I prayed that he would finish 
C                 E7 
    but he just kept right on. 
 
(Refrão) 
 
Dm7            G 
    He sang as if he knew me 
C              F 
    in all my dark despair. 
Dm7               G 
    And then he looked right through me 
       Am 
    as if I wasn't there. 
Dm7               G7 
    And he just kept on singing 
C                 E7 
    singing clear and strong 
 
(Refrão) 
            A4                A 
Killing me softly,  with her song 
 
Ciolaboração de Roberto Crescioni  - 
Bauru, março de 2004 - tchucow@uol.com.br