(originally by Fleet Foxes) 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 Ooh ooh ooh ooh o-oh Ooh ooh ooh ooh o-oh