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