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I was five and she was six;
We rode on horses made of sticks
I wore black and she wore white;
She would always win the fight
 
Bang bang, she shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
 
Seasons came and changed the time,
And we grew up, I called her mine
She would always laugh and say,
“Remember when we used to play?”
 
Bang bang, I shot you down
Bang bang, you 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 she’s gone, I don’t know why,
And till this day, sometimes I cry
She didn’t even say “goodbye”,
She didn’t take the time to lie
 
Bang bang, she shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
 

 

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