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, until there's a 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 My baby shot me down www.LRCgenerator.com