I was following the,
I was following the,
I was following the,
I was following the,
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 fallin 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 fallin 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 fallin 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...
compositores: Robin Noel Pecknold
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