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[Verse 1]
GmBird, fly Cmfrom the Gmroad, and Dmquickly GmBetter Fhurry, or you're Bbdead GSee that dust cloud coming Cmthickly Horses D7charging far aGmhead GmBlasting, Cmturning, Gmfire Dmpouring GmInto Fcrowds of eneBbmies GHis machine gun rattling, Cmroaring, Our young D7gunner clears the Gmfields!
[Chorus]
FHey, machine gun Bbcart from Rostov FYou're our joy and you're our Bbpride AbRed Cavalry Gmgun-carts blast off, CmFour wheels D7whirring as they Gmride! FHey, machine gun Bbcart from Rostov FYou're our joy and you're our Bbpride AbRed Cavalry Gmgun-carts blast off, CmFour wheels D7whirring as they Gmride!
[Verse 2]
We Gmcrossed the CmDon afGmter the DmVolga GmThrough the Fgolden steppe so Bbfree! GTanned and dusty our young Cmgunner Blasted D7through our eneGmmy! GmAs unCmstoppaGmble and Dmmighty GmLike the Fmanes of our wild Bbsteeds GManes of wind, smoke, storm, and Cmfire, Slice our D7land ilke wind through Gmreeds!
[Chorus]
FHey, machine gun Bbcart from Kiev FYou're our joy and you're our Bbpride AbMachine gun from GmAmur screaming, CmFour wheels D7spinning as they Gmride! FHey, Poltava Bbgun cart raging, FYou're our joy and you're our Bbpride AbCharge, machine gun Gmcart, go racing, CmFour wheels D7whirling as you Gmride!