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