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
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
