I was five and he was sixWe rode on horses made of sticksHe wore black and I wore whiteHe would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me downBang bang, I hit the groundBang bang, that awful soundBang bang, my baby shot me down
Seasons came and changed the timeWhen I grew up, I called him mineHe would always laugh and say“Remember when we used to play?”
Bang bang, I shot you downBang bang, you hit the groundBang bang, that awful soundBang bang, I used to shoot you down
Music played and people sangJust for me, the church bells rang
Now he’s gone, I don’t know whyUntil this day, sometimes I cryHe didn’t even say goodbyeHe didn’t take the time to lie
Bang bang, he shot me downBang bang, I hit the groundBang bang, that awful soundBang bang, my baby shot me down