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
My baby shot me, shot me
Shot me, shot me, shot me, shot me
Shot me, shot me, shot me, shot me
Shot me, shot me, shot me, shot me
Shot me, shot me, shot me, shot me
Shot me, shot me, shot me, shot me
Shot me, shot me, shot me, shot me
Shot me, shot me, shot me, shot me
My baby shot me down
Now he's gone, I don't 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
I shot you down
Bang-bang, I shot you down
Bang-bang, you hit the ground
Bang-bang, that awful sound
Bang-bang, I used to shoot you