[00:19.947]I heard he sang a good song,

[00:24.697]I heard he had a style,

[00:29.257]And so I came to see him and listen for

[00:33.884]a while.

[00:37.447]And there he was this young boy,

[00:42.72]a stranger to my eyes,

[00:45.509]Strumming my pain with his fingers,

[00:49.947]Singing my life with his words,

[00:54.321]Killing me softly with his song,

[00:57.572]Killing me softly with his song,

[01:02.09]Telling my whole life with his words,

[01:06.384]Killing me softly with his song.

[01:17.384]I felt all flushed with fever,

[01:21.197]Embarrassed by the crowd,

[01:25.948]I felt he found my letters and read each

[01:31.10]word out loud.

[01:34.256]I prayed that he would finish,

[01:37.635]But he just kept right on

[01:42.320]Strumming my pain with his fingers,

[01:46.697]Singing my life with his words,

[01:48.820]Killing me softly with his song,

[01:52.820]Killing me softly with his song,

[01:58.512]Telling my whole life with his words,

[02:03.212]Killing me softly with his song

[02:38.651]Strumming my pain with his fingers,

[02:43.275]Singing my life with his words,

[02:47.775]Killing me softly with his song,

[02:51.148]Killing me softly with his song,

[02:55.521]Telling my whole life with his words,

[02:59.901]Killing me softly with his song.