I was five, and he was six

We rode on horses made of sticks

He wore black and I wore whiteHe 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, down, down

Down, down, down, down, down

Down, down, down, down, down

Bang, wiz, zap, paw

Bang, wiz, zap, paw

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, down, down

Down, down, down, down, down

Down, down, down, down, down

Bang, wiz, zap, paw

Bang, wiz, zap, paw

Bang, bang

He shot me down, bang, bang

I hit the ground, bang, bang

That awful sound, bang, bang

My baby shot me down