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 dont 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.
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 dont 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.