(Listen and feel it here: http://www.walrusmusicblog.com/mp3/451mp3_white_winter_hymnal.mp3)
I was following the pack
All swallowed in their coats
With scarves of red tied around their throats
To keep their little heads
From falling 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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