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

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh