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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
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
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
Lyrics submitted by brasky09, edited by peyton1085, Jake2825, Catzzz
White Winter Hymnal Lyrics as written by Robin Noel Pecknold
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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It reminds me of the book The Road by Cormac McCarthy. It's apostapocalypse story of a father and son trying to survive and stay clear of the men who march around wearing little red scarves around their necks - trying to find survivors whom they can eat.
The father coughs up blood throughout the book and the child is wrapped in any scraps of clothing they can find - sometimes drowing himself out in layers.
The only colour the boy can really see is the red of his dad's blood as everything else is covered in grey ash from the blazing earth, and the white of the snow as ifalls. However, the boy was born after the apocalypse so doesn't know what summertimer or even strawberries are.
Can be very poetic if you let it be.
Wow, sleepersesque that is an amazing analogy. I've read that book too. God so sad. But I agree. The red is such a vivid and important color in that novel and in this song as well.<br /> <br /> As a side note, I love McCarthy's use of archaic words. I love those! Haha<br /> <br /> Awesome.
I just wanted to say that the band does speak about the south east. And back in the day the word "RED NECK" was a slang for workers who wore red scarves around thier neck in protest for miners treatment.<br /> "Red Necks and Red Bandanas: Appalachian Coal Miners and the Coloring of Union Identity, 1912-1936"<br /> <br /> Ok, so, SUN GIANT says that pecknold says thier relatively meaningless. Yes, ok meanless, he says, but, every good artist has a library of symbols he/she uses that go into the making of their work. Pay attention to the lyrics in the other songs and he does mention the blue ridge mountains ... there is a bit of southeastern history in all this.<br />