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 he shot me down

Bang bang I hit the ground

Bang bang that awful sound

Bang bang my baby shot me down

My baby shot me down

Down

Down

My baby shot me

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

Love

My baby shot me down

Down

Down

My baby shot me down