Tom: G
Introdução: Gm Cm D7 Gm
Gm
I was five and he was six, we rode on horses made of sticks
Cm
He wore black and I wore white, he would always win the fight
Gm
Bang bang, he shot me down, bang bang, I hit the ground
Cm D7 Gm
Bang bang, that awful sound, bang bang, my baby shot me down
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Gm
Seasons came and changed the time, and I grew up, I called him mine
Cm
He would always laugh and say, remember when we used to play
Gm
Bang bang, I shot you down, bang bang, you hit the ground
Cm D7 Gm
Bang bang, that awful sound, bang bang, I used to shoot you down
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G F G F G F
Music played and people sang, just for me the church bells rang, hey, hey, hey, hey
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Gm
Now he's gone I don t know why, until this day, sometimes I cry
Cm
He didn't even say goodbye, he didn't take the time to lie
Gm
Bang bang, he shot me down, bang bang, I hit the ground
Cm D7 Gm
Bang bang, that awful sound, bang bang, my baby shot me down
Repeat