I was 5 and he was 6
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
And 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
Until this day sometimes I cry
He didn’t 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