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******i was five and he was six |
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we rode on horses made of sticks |
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he wore black and i wore white |
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he would always win the fight |
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bang bang |
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he shot me down, bang bang |
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i hit the ground , bang bang |
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that awful sound, bang bang |
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my baby shot me down |
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seasons came and changed the time |
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when i grew up, i called him mine |
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he would always laugh and say |
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remember when we used to play |
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bang bang |
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i shot you down, bang bang |
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you hit the ground , bang bang |
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that awful sound, bang bang |
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i used to shoot you down |
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music played and people sang¦ |
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just for me the church bells rang |
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now hes gone i dont know why |
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and till this day some times i cry |
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he didnt even say goodbye |
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he didnt take the time to lie |
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bang bang |
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he shot me down, bang bang |
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i hit the ground , bang bang |
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that awful sound, bang bang |
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my baby shot me down. |