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 And 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 hes gone, I dont know why And till this day, sometimes I cry He didnt even say goodbye He didnt 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 Bang bang, my baby shot me down Grazie a elisabetta per questo testo
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