Текст песни John Forte - Bang Bang

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 me down.