I was five and he was six,
we rode on a horses made of stix.
He wore black and I wore write
he would always win the fight.

Bang Bang, he shot me down,
bang bang, I hit the ground.
Bang bang that awefull 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 awefull sound
bang bang I used to shoot you down.

Music play and all people sign
just for me the church bells rang.
Now hes gone I dont know why
until this day sometimes I cry.
he didn´t even say goodbye
he didn´t even take the time to lie...

Bang Bang, he shot me down,
bang bang, I hit the ground.
Bang bang that awefull sound,
bang bang my baby shot me down.