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 Summertime

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