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i was 5 and he was 6
we rode on horses made of sticks
he wore black and i wore white
he would always win the fight, bang bang
he shot me down, bang bang
i hit the ground, bang bang
that aweful sound bang bang
my baby shot me down.

seasons came and change the time
when i grew up i called him mine
he would always laugh and say
remember we used to play, bang bang
i shot u down bang bang
u hit the ground bang bang
that awful sound bang bang
i used to shoot you down

music played and people sang
just for me, the church bells rang

now he is gone
i dunno why
until this day sometimes i cry
he didnt even say goodbye
he didnt take the time to lie
bang bang
he shot me down bang bang
i hit the ground bang bang
that awful sound bang bang
my baby shot me down...