[00:01.10]Killing Me Softly with His Song -Nancy Sinatra Billy Strange
[00:12.150]I heard he sang a good song
[00:16.909]I heard he had a style
[00:21.828]And so I came to see him
[00:24.896]To listen for a while
[00:30.776]And there he was this young boy
[00:35.06]A stranger to my eyes
[00:38.875]Strumming my pain with his fingers
[00:43.434]Singing my life with his words
[00:47.984]Killing me softly with his song
[00:51.224]Killing me softly with his song
[00:55.762]Telling my whole life with his words
[01:00.701]Killing me softly with his song
[01:11.984]I felt all flushed with fever
[01:16.44]Embarassed by the crowd
[01:20.584]I felt he found my letters
[01:23.963]And read each one out loud
[01:29.242]I prayed that he would finish
[01:33.801]But he just kept right on
[01:37.421]Strumming my pain with his fingers
[01:42.40]Singing my life with his words
[01:46.460]Killing me softly with his song
[01:49.950]Killing me softly with his song
[01:54.470]Telling my whole life with his words
[01:58.670]Killing me softly with his song
[02:18.660]He sang as if he knew me
[02:23.20]In all my dark despair
[02:27.80]And then he looked right through me
[02:31.128]As if I wasn't there
[02:36.367]But he was there the stranger
[02:40.876]Singing clear and strong
[02:44.186]Strumming my pain with his fingers
[02:48.595]Singing my life with his words
[02:52.775]Killing me softly with his song
[02:56.525]Killing me softly with his song
[03:00.825]Telling my whole life with his words
[03:05.224]Killing me softly with his song
[03:26.761]Killing me softly with his song
[03:31.250]Telling my whole life with his words
[03:35.649]Killing me softly