My baby shot Me Down

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 to 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.