The song describes a relationship between a singer and her love interest from childhood through adulthood. As children, they would play and pretend to shoot each other, but as they grew older their game turned more serious and real, and he ultimately shot and left her for unknown reasons, leaving her in emotional pain. The lyrics juxtapose the innocent childhood memories with the darker reality of their relationship in the end.
The song describes a relationship between a singer and her love interest from childhood through adulthood. As children, they would play and pretend to shoot each other, but as they grew older their game turned more serious and real, and he ultimately shot and left her for unknown reasons, leaving her in emotional pain. The lyrics juxtapose the innocent childhood memories with the darker reality of their relationship in the end.
The song describes a relationship between a singer and her love interest from childhood through adulthood. As children, they would play and pretend to shoot each other, but as they grew older their game turned more serious and real, and he ultimately shot and left her for unknown reasons, leaving her in emotional pain. The lyrics juxtapose the innocent childhood memories with the darker reality of their relationship in the end.
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...
Bang Bang Nancy Sinatra
(Take, rode, hit (3), came, called, was, used (2), sang, grew, rang, cry, say, shot (5), know,)
I was five and he . six
We . on horses made of sticks He . black and I . white He would always win the fight Bang bang, he . me down Bang bang, I . the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby . me down. Seasons . and changed the time When I . up, I . him mine He would always laugh and say "Remember when we . to play?" Bang bang, I . you down Bang bang, you . the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, I . to shoot you down. Music played, and people . Just for me, the church bells . . Now he's gone, I don't . why And till this day, sometimes I . He didn't even . goodbye He didn't . the time to lie. Bang bang, he . me down Bang bang, I . the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby . me down...