He was five, and I was six. We rode on horses made of sticks. He wore black, and I wore white. He would always win the fight. Then, bang, bang, he shot me down. Bang, bang, oh, it was a terrible sound. Bang, bang, I hit the ground. Bang, bang, my baby shot me down. And without a word, he left me there. The sudden silence was too, too hard to bear. There was no reason why, and no last goodbye. He just walked away, and I wanted to die. But I was too numb to feel any pain. I was too stunned to cry out, cry out his name. How could he do this to me? Without a word, I watched him go. And all the time, don't you know I thought, I thought he loved me so. Now, why should I live? How can I go on? When all the meaning, the meaning to my life, my life is gone. Bang, bang, he shot me down. Bang, bang, oh, it was a terrible sound. Bang, bang, I remember when I hit the ground. Bang, bang, my baby, my baby shot me down. He walked away without a word and shot me down. Bang, bang, he shot me down. Bang, bang, it was a terrible sound. Bang, bang, I hit the ground. Bang, bang, my baby shot me down on the ground. Thank you. Thank you very much. Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, for this next tune, because it is mine, but it wouldn't have been without y'all.