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(just because I realy ike this song)

I was five and he was six,
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 awful sound.
Bang Bang, My baby shot me down.

Seasons came and changed the time,
When I grew up I called him mine.
He 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 he's gone, I don't know why.
And to this day sometimes I cry.
He didn't even say goodbye,
He didn't 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.