12 acessos
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
B*ng b*ng
He shot me down, b*ng b*ng
I hit the ground, b*ng b*ng
That awful sound, b*ng b*ng
My baby shot me down
Seasons came and changed the time
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
Remember when we used to play
B*ng b*ng
I shot you down, b*ng b*ng
You hit the ground, b*ng b*ng
That awful sound, b*ng b*ng
I used to shoot you down
Music played and people sang...
Just for me the church bells rang...
Now he's gone I don't know why
And till this day some times I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie
B*ng b*ng
He shot me down, b*ng b*ng
I hit the ground, b*ng b*ng
That awful sound, b*ng b*ng
My baby shot me down.