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