Bang bang
The raconteurs
I was five and you were six
we rode on horses made of sticks
he was black and i was white
and he would always win the fight
we rode on horses made of sticks
he was black and i was white
and he would always win the fight
bang bang
you shot me down
bang bang
i hit the ground
bang bang
had that awkward sound
bang bang
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?"
bang bang
you shot me down
bang bang
i hit the ground
bang bang
had that awkward sound
bang bang
my baby shot me down
now hes gone
and i dont know why
and i sometimes cry
he never said goodbye
and take the time to lie
you shot me down
bang bang
i hit ground
bang bang
that aweful sound
bang bang
my baby shot me down
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