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 Miss Pavilichenko(SIC)'s  known to fame;
 Russia's your country, fighting is your 
  whole world will love her for a long time to come,
  more than three hundred nazis fell by your gun.
 
 CHORUS:
  by your gun, yes,
 Fell  your gun
 For more  three hundred nazis fell by your gun.
 
 Miss Pavlichenko's well known  fame;
 Russia's your  fighting is your game
 Your smile shines as bright as any new morning 
 But  than three hundred nazidogs fell by your gun.
 
 CHORUS
 In your mountains  canyons quiet as the deer.
 Down in your bigtrees (SIC)  no fear.
 You lift up your  And down comes a hun.
 And more than three hundred nazidogs fell  your gun.
 
 CHORUS
 In your hot summer's heat, in  cold wintery snow,
 In all kinds of weather  track down your foe;
 This world will love your sweet face the same way I've 
 'Cause more than  hundred nazzy (SIC) hound fell by your gun.
 
 CHORUS
 I'd hate to drop in  parachute and land an enemy in your land.
 If your Soviet people make it so hard on invadin' 
 I wouldn't crave to meet  wrong end of such a pretty lady's gun
 If her name was Pavlichenko, and mine Three O 
 
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