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
Me down, me down, down
Me down, me down, down
Me down, me down, down
Me down, me down, 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 down
Me down, me down, down
Me down, me down, down
Me down, me down, down
Me down, me down, down
Me down, me down, down
Me down, me down, down
Me down, me down, down
Me down, me down, down
Me down, me down, down
Me down, me down, down
My baby shot me, shot me
Shot me, shot me...
My baby shot me down
Me down, me down, down
Me down, me down, down
Me down, me down, down
Me down, me down, 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 down