🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Miss Pavlichenko - Woody Guthrie

 Miss Pavilichenko(SIC)'s well  to fame;
 Russia's your  fighting is your game;
 The whole world will love her for a long time  come,
 For more than three hundred  fell by your gun.
 
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 Fell by your gun, 
 Fell by  gun
 For more  three hundred nazis fell by your gun.
 
 Miss Pavlichenko's  known to fame;
 Russia's your  fighting is your game
  smile shines as bright as any new morning sun.
 But more than three hundred  fell by your gun.
 
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  your mountains and canyons quiet as the deer.
 Down  your bigtrees (SIC) knowing no fear.
 You lift  your sight. And down comes a hun.
 And more than three hundred  fell by your gun.
 
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 In your hot summer's heat, in your cold wintery 
  all kinds of weather you track down your foe;
 This world will  your sweet face the same way I've done,
 'Cause more than three hundred  (SIC) hound fell by your gun.
 
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 I'd hate to drop in a parachute and land an enemy in  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  name was Pavlichenko, and mine Three O One.
 
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