[00:00.000] 作词 : Robin Pecknold
[00:00.326] 作曲 : Robin Pecknold
[00:00.652] I was following the
[00:02.348] I was following the
[00:04.235] I was following the
[00:06.292] I was following the
[00:07.980] I was following the
[00:09.966] I was following the
[00:11.877] I was following the
[00:13.723] I was following the
[00:15.760] I was following the pack, all swallowed in their coats
[00:20.425] With scarves of red tied 'round their throats
[00:24.173] To keep their little heads from falling in the snow
[00:27.930] And I turned 'round and there you go
[00:31.766] And, Michael, you would fall and turn the white snow red as strawberries in the summertime
[00:54.085] I was following the pack, all swallowed in their coats
[00:58.750] With scarves of red tied 'round their throats
[01:02.373] To keep their little heads from falling in the snow
[01:06.173] And I turned 'round and there you go
[01:10.247] And, Michael, you would fall and turn the white snow red as strawberries in the summertime
[02:00.230] I was following the pack, all swallowed in their coats
[02:03.875] With scarves of red tied 'round their throats
[02:07.756] To keep their little heads from falling in the snow
[02:11.490] And I turned 'round and there you go
[02:15.642] And, Michael, you would fall and turn the white snow red as strawberries in summertime

作词 : Robin Pecknold
作曲 : Robin Pecknold
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 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