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 down down d down 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 now he s gone i don t know why until 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 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