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 all 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