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GmI was five and he was six, we Gmrode on horses made of sticks
CmHe wore black and I wore white, Cmhe would always win the fight
Bang Gmbang, he shot me down, bang Gmbang, I hit the ground
Bang Cmbang, that awful sound, bang Cmbang, my D7baby shot me Gmdown
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GmSeasons came and changed the time, and GmI grew up, I called him mine
CmHe would always laugh and say, Cmremember when we used to play
Bang Gmbang, I shot you down, bang Gmbang, you hit the ground
Bang Cmbang, that awful sound, bang Cmbang, I D7used to shoot you Gmdown
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G Music played and people sang,F just for me the church bells rang, G hey, F hey, G hey, F hey
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GmNow he's gone I don t know why, unGmtil this day, sometimes I cry
CmHe didn't even say goodbye, Cmhe didn't take the time to lie
Bang Gmbang, he shot me down, Gmbang bang, I hit the ground
Bang Cmbang, that awful sound, bang Cmbang, my D7baby shot me Gmdown
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