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2005-04-15
I was 5 and he was 6
We rode on the horses made of sticks He were black and I were white He would always win the fights 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 is gone I don't know why And till 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 |