Fm I was five and he was six Bbm We rode on horses made of sticks Eb He wore black and I wore white Cm He would always win the fight Fm Bang bang, he shot me down Bbm Bang bang, I hit the ground Eb Bang bang, that awful sound Cm 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.