It's a Sham!

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. 'Remember when we used to play- Bang Bang.' I shot you down. You hit the ground. Bang bang I used to shoot you down. Music played, and all the 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 good-bye. Didn't take the time-- To love. Bang bang! He shot me down. Bang bang! I hit the ground! Bang bang! That awful sound... Bang bang... My baby shot me down...