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 Miss Pavilichenko(SIC)'s well known  fame;
 Russia's  country, fighting is your game;
 The whole world will love her  a long time to come,
  more than three hundred nazis fell by your gun.
 
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 Fell by your  yes,
  by your gun
 For more than three hundred  fell by your gun.
 
 Miss Pavlichenko's well known  fame;
 Russia's your country, fighting  your game
 Your smile shines  bright as any new morning sun.
  more than three hundred nazidogs fell by your gun.
 
 CHORUS
 In your mountains  canyons quiet as the deer.
 Down in your bigtrees (SIC) knowing  fear.
 You lift up your sight.  down comes a hun.
 And more than three hundred nazidogs  by your gun.
 
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 In your hot summer's heat, in your  wintery snow,
 In all kinds of weather you track  your foe;
 This world will  your sweet face the same way I've done,
 'Cause  than three hundred nazzy (SIC) hound fell by your gun.
 
 CHORUS
 I'd hate to drop in a parachute and land an  in your land.
 If your Soviet people make  so hard on invadin' men;
 I wouldn't crave to meet that wrong end of such  pretty lady's gun
 If her name was Pavlichenko, and mine Three O 
 
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