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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, he shot me down |
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Bang bang, I hit the ground |
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Bang bang, that awful sound |
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Bang bang, 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, I shot you down |
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Bang bang, you hit the ground |
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Bang bang, that awful sound |
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Bang bang, 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, sometimes 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, he shot me down |
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Bang bang, I hit the ground |
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Bang bang, that awful sound |
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Bang bang, my baby shot me down... |
