1966 HIT #47 - Cher
Bang Bang
i was 5 and he was 6 we rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white he would always win the fight (chorus 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 "rememeber 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 hey...hey...hey...hey
now he's gone i don't know why till this day, sometimes i cry he didn't even say goodbye
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