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, I don't know why And till 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