Bang, Bang

Bang, Bang - Living Theater

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

Bang bang

He shot me down

Bang bang

I hit the ground

Bang bang

That awful sound

Bang bang

My baby shot me down