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 and I don't know why
And 'til 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