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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 swaddled in their coats With scarves of red tied 'round their throats To keep their little heads from fallin' in the snow And I turned around 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 swaddled in their coats With scarves of red tied 'round their throats To keep their little heads from fallin' in the snow And I turned around and there you go And, Michael, you would fall And turn the white snow red as strawberries in the summertime
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