bang bang

5  5   5    5   -5  5   5                    
I was five and  he was six 

5   5   5   5   5   -5  5    5 
We rode on hors-es made of sticks 

-4   -4  -4   -4   5  -4   -4 
He wore black and  I wore white 

-4  -4   -4  -4   5  -4   -4 
He would al-ways win the fight 



 -5    5   5  -5   5   5 
Bang bang, he shot me down 

 -5   5    5  -5  5    5 
Bang bang, I hit the ground 

 5    -4    -4   5 -4   -4 
Bang bang, that aw-ful sound 

 5    -4   -4  5 -4   4  -3   -3 (correct is -3") 
Bang bang,  my ba-by shot me down 


Seasons came and changed the time 
When I grew up, I called him mine 
He would al-ways 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.” 


-6 -6   -6      7  -7  -6   -6 
Mu-sic played, and peo-ple sang 

 6    6  6    -7   -6     6     6 
Just for me, the church bells rang 



Now he's gone, I don't know why 
And till this day, some-times I cry 
He did-n't e-ven say good-bye 
He did-n't take the time to lie 

Bang bang, he shot me down 
Bang bang, I hit the ground 
Bang bang, that aw-ful sound 
Bang bang, my ba-by shot me down 
              Ba-by shot me down