Bang Bang

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

You 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 how 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