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 he's gone. I don't know why
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And till this day, sometimes I cry
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He didn't even say goodbye
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He didn't 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
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Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down)
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| Nancy Sinatra |
