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I heard she sang a good song |
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I heard she had a style |
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And so I came to see her |
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To listen for a while |
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And there she was this young girl |
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A stranger to my eyes |
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Strummin' my pain with her fingers |
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Singin' my life with her words |
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Killing me softly with her song |
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Killing me softly, with her song |
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Telling my whole life with her words |
| [01:43.75] |
Killing me softly, with her song |
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I felt all flushed with fever |
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Embarrassed by the crowd |
| [02:04.51] |
I felt she found my letters |
| [02:08.83] |
And read each one aloud |
| [02:14.41] |
I prayed that she would finish |
| [02:19.12] |
But she just kept right on |
| [02:22.90] |
Strummin' my pain with her fingers |
| [02:26.51] |
Singin' my life with her words |
| [02:31.11] |
Killing me softly with her song |
| [02:35.00] |
Killing me softly, with her song |
| [02:39.75] |
Telling my whole life with her words |
| [02:44.08] |
Killing me softly, with her song |
| [02:55.90] |
She sang as if she knew me |
| [03:01.49] |
In all my dark despair |
| [03:06.77] |
And then she looked right through me |
| [03:11.50] |
As if I wasn't there |
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But she was there, this stranger |
| [03:19.31] |
Singing clear and strong |
| [03:22.93] |
Strummin' my pain with her fingers |
| [03:27.38] |
Singin' my life with her words |
| [03:31.45] |
Killing me softly with her song |
| [03:35.32] |
Killing me softly, with her song |
| [03:40.53] |
Telling my whole life with her words |
| [03:44.94] |
Killing me softly, with her song |
| [04:17.44] |
Killing me softly, with her song |
| [04:26.05] |
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