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Tabbed by: Carl-Johan Holtback, member of "The Shrimps"
[marabou_man14@hotmail.com]
(CHORUS)
SAmtrumming my pain with my Ffingers. sGinging my life with his wordCs.
KAmilling me softly with hFis song. Killing me sofGtly with hFis song.
Telling my whoCle life with hFis words.
Killing me sofBtly, with his song.
Dm7 I heard he Gsang the good song.
I heard he Fhad a style.
Dm7 And so I cGame to see him,
and Amlisten for a while.
Dm7 And there he Gwas a young boy
C a stranger Eto my eyes.
(CHORUS)
I felt all flushed with fever
embarrassed 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.
(CHORUS)
He sang as if knew me
in all my dark despair.
And then he looked right through me
as if I wasn't there.
And he just kept on singing
sining clear and strong
(CHORUS)
harmony....