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                         TURKiYE /                          Denizli
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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
And 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                          say
Just for me the churchbell 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.
                          
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