Caili in wonderland

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.