I was following the- I was following the- I was following the- I was following the- I was following the pack All swallowed in their coats With scarves of red Tied 'round their throats To keep their little heads From falling in the snow And I turned 'round, and there you go And, Michael, you would fall And turn the white snow red As strawberries in the summertime I was following the pack All swallowed in their coats With scarves of red Tied 'round their throats To keep their little heads From falling in the snow And I turned 'round, and there you go And, Michael, you would fall And turn the white snow red As strawberries in the summertime
I was following the pack All swallowed in their coats With scarves of red Tied 'round their throats To keep their little heads From falling in the snow And I turned 'round, and there you go And, Michael, you would fall And turn the white snow red As strawberries in the summertime