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 shut me down
Down
Down
Down 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
My baby shut me down
Down
Now
Down my baby shot me down
Down
Down
Down my baby shot me down
Down
Down
Down my baby shot me down
Down
My baby shot me
My baby shot me