{title: Killing me softly} {artist: Fugees} {time: 4/4} {tempo: 93} {key: Em} {meta: author Frans-Willem Post, 2026-05-06} {start_of_chorus: Chorus} [Em]Strumming my pain with his [Am7]fingers [D]Singing my life with his [GM7]words [Em]Killing me softly with [Am7]his song Killing me [D]softly with [C]his song Telling my [G]whole life with [C]his words Killing me [F]softly, with his [E]song {end_of_chorus} {start_of_verse: Verse 1} [Am7] I heard he [D]sang a good song [GM7] I heard he [Em]had a style [Am7] And so I [D]came to see him, and [Em]listen for a while [Am7] And there he [D]was, this young boy [G] Stranger [B7/Eb]to my eyes {end_of_verse} {chorus: Chorus 2} {start_of_verse: Verse 2} [Am7] I felt all [D]flushed with fever [GM7] Embarrassed [Em]by the crowd [Am7] I felt he'd [D]found my letters and [Em]read each one out loud [Am7] I prayed that [D]he would finish [G] But he just [B7/Eb]kept right on {end_of_verse} {chorus: Chorus 3} {start_of_part: Bridge} [Em]Whoa... [Am7] [D] [GM7] [Em]La, la... [Am7] [D] [C] [G] [C] [F] [E]La... {end_of_part} {chorus: Chorus 4}