Miss Pavlichenko

Fell by your gun (oh) Fell by your gun Three hundred Nazis Fell by your gun (oh) Fell by your gun For the three hundred Nazis Fell by your gun Miss Pavilichenko's well known to fame Russia's your country, fighting is your game The whole world will always love you for all time to come, Three hundred nazis fell by your gun. Fell by your gun Fell by your gun For more than three hundred nazis fell by your gun Fell by your gun (yep) Fell by your gun (oh) More than three hundred Nazis Fell by your gun In your mountains and canyons quiet as the deer. Down in the forest knowing no fear. Lift up your sight. And down comes a hun. Three hundred nazidogs fell by your gun. Fell by your gun (ye) Fell by your gun (oh) For the three hundred Nazis Fell by your gun Fell by your gun (Yee) Fell by your gun (oh) For more than three hundred Nazis fell by your gun In a hot summer's heat, in a cold wintery snow, All kinds of weather you track down the foe Your face is bright as new morning sun For more than three hundred Nazis Fell by your gun Fell by your gun (yep) Fell by your gun (oh) For more than three hundred Nazis Fell by your gun Fell by your gun (Yee) Fell by your gun (oh) For the three hundred Nazis fell by your gun