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AmI was five and he was six DmWe rode on horses made of sticks GHe wore black and I wore white E7He would always win the fight
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Bang Ambang He shot me down bang bDmang I hit the ground baGng bang That awful sound bE7ang bang My baby shot meAm down
AmSeasons came and changed the time DmWhen I grew up I called him mine GHe would always laugh and say E7Remember when we used to play
Bang Ambang I shot you down bang bDmang You hit the ground bang baGng That awful sound bE7ang bang I used to shoot yoAmu down
AmMusic played and people sang GJust for me the church bells rang
AmNow he's gone I don't know why DmAnd till this day some times I cry GHe didn't even say goodbye E7He didn't take the time to lie
Bang Ambang He shot me down bang bDmang I hit the ground bang baGng That awful sound bang bE7ang My baby shot meAm down