Nancy Sinatra, Audio Bullys - Shot You Down

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 My baby shot me, shot me Shot me, shot me, shot me, shot me Shot me, shot me, shot me, shot me Shot me, shot me, shot me, shot me Shot me, shot me, shot me, shot me Shot me, shot me, shot me, shot me Shot me, shot me, shot me, shot me Shot me, shot me, shot me, shot me My baby shot me down Now he's gone, I don't know why Until 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 I shot you down Bang-bang, I shot you down Bang-bang, you hit the ground Bang-bang, that awful sound Bang-bang, I used to shoot you