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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zhavia
Zhavia
Performer
Rickey Minor
Rickey Minor
Bass
Paul Jackson Jr.
Paul Jackson Jr.
Guitar
Brady Cohan
Brady Cohan
Guitar
Glendon Campbell
Glendon Campbell
Drums
Kevin Ricard
Kevin Ricard
Percussion
Wayne Linsey
Wayne Linsey
Keyboards
Dave Delhomme
Dave Delhomme
Keyboards
Charlean Carmon
Charlean Carmon
Background Vocals
Matthew Johnson
Matthew Johnson
Background Vocals
Ashley Simpson
Ashley Simpson
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Norman Gimbel
Norman Gimbel
Songwriter
Charles Fox
Charles Fox
Songwriter
Rickey Minor
Rickey Minor
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bill Appleberry
Bill Appleberry
Producer
Rickey Minor
Rickey Minor
Producer
Tim Harkins
Tim Harkins
Recording Engineer
Brian Dong
Brian Dong
Engineer

Lyrics

I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him
And listen for a while
And there he was, this young boy
A stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I felt all flushed with fever
Embarassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters
And read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish
But he just kept right on
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me, killing me
Killing me, killing me softly
With his song
Strumming my pain with his fingers
He was singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Written by: Charles Fox, Norman Gimbel
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