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bang bang chords
nancy sinatra ( kill bill )
capo i
Em Am Em Am B Em
Em
i was five and he was six
we rode on horses made of sticks
Am
he wore black and i wore white
he would always win the fight
Em
bang bang , he shot me down
bang bang , i hit the ground
Am
bang bang , that awful sound
B Em
bang bang , my baby shot me down
Em Am Em Am B Em
Em
seasons came and changed the time
when i grew up i called him mine
Am
he would always laugh and say
remember when we used to play
Em
bang bang , i shot you down
bang bang , you hit the ground
Am
bang bang , that awful sound
B Em
bang bang , i used to shoot you down
Em Am Em Am B Em
Am
music played and people sang
Em
just for me the church bells rang
Em
now he’s gone i don t know why
until this day , sometimes i cry
Am
he didn’t even say goodbye
he didn’t take the time to lie
Em
bang bang , he shot me down
bang bang , i hit the ground
Am
bang bang , that awful sound
B Em
bang bang , my baby shot me down
Em Am Em Am B Em
set8
# – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – please note – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – #
# this file is the author’s own work and represents their interpretation of the #
# song . you may only use this file for private study , scholarship , or research . #
# – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – #
bang bang chords
nancy sinatra ( kill bill )
capo i
Em Am Em Am B Em
Em
i was five and he was six
we rode on horses made of sticks
Am
he wore black and i wore white
he would always win the fight
Em
bang bang , he shot me down
bang bang , i hit the ground
Am
bang bang , that awful sound
B Em
bang bang , my baby shot me down
Em Am Em Am B Em
Em
seasons came and changed the time
when i grew up i called him mine
Am
he would always laugh and say
remember when we used to play
Em
bang bang , i shot you down
bang bang , you hit the ground
Am
bang bang , that awful sound
B Em
bang bang , i used to shoot you down
Em Am Em Am B Em
Am
music played and people sang
Em
just for me the church bells rang
Em
now he’s gone i don t know why
until this day , sometimes i cry
Am
he didn’t even say goodbye
he didn’t take the time to lie
Em
bang bang , he shot me down
bang bang , i hit the ground
Am
bang bang , that awful sound
B Em
bang bang , my baby shot me down
Em Am Em Am B Em
set8
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