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 to 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.