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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
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
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
Remember
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
Now he's gone, I don't know why
And 'till this day, sometimes I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
- Album:
- His Great Hits
- Spellbinder
- High Contrast
- Magical Connection
- The Blue Box of Jazz
- Bacchanal / 1969
- Party Jazz
- More Sorcery
- Guitar Dreams
- Sweet Soul Jazz Music
- Jazz Guitar - Verve 50
- Sexy Jazz - Super-8 Sessions
- Lounge Legends Vol. 1
- My Jazz: Guitar Dreams
- Jazz Plays Rock
- Latin Jazz Lounge
- A Jazz Tribute To Lennon & McCartney
- Jazz Greats - Pop Songs
- Essential Jazz Covers
- 1969