F
I was five and he was six
Ab
We rode on horses made of sticks
Eb
He wore black and I wore white
C
He would always win the fight
Fm
Bang bang, he shot me down
F
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Eb
Bang bang, that awful sound
C Fm
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
Fm
F
I was five and he was six
Ab
We rode on horses made of sticks
Eb
He wore black and I wore white
C
He would always win the fight
Fm
Bang bang, he shot me down
F
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Eb
Bang bang, that awful sound
C Fm
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
Fm
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David Guetta