Woody Guthrie - Miss Pavlichenko Lyrics

Lyrics Miss Pavlichenko - Woody Guthrie



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



Writer(s): Woody Guthrie


Woody Guthrie - Hard Travelin': The Asch Recordings Vol. 3
Album Hard Travelin': The Asch Recordings Vol. 3
date of release
19-05-1998




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