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 till 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 Nancy Sinatra]