"Stoned Soul Picnic"
Can you surry, can you picnic? (Who-oh-oh-oh)
Surry down to a stoned soul picnic (x2)
There'll be trains of blossoms
Surry down to a stoned soul picnic (x2) (surry)
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1968 (5th Dimension) Laura Nyro
Can you surry, can you picnic? (Come on come on and)
Surry down to a stoned soul picnic (x2)
There'll be lots of time and wine
Red yellow honey, sassafras and moonshine (x2)
Stoned soul, stoned soul (Who-oh-oh-oh)
(Come on come on and)
Rain and sun come in again
And from the sky come the Lord and the lightning (x2)
Stoned soul – Stoned soul -- Surry on soul
Surry, Surry, Surry, Surry
(there'll be trains of blossoms)
There'll be trains of music (there'll be music)
There'll be trains of trust, trains of golden dust
Come along and surry on sweet trains of thought
Surry on down…. Can you surry, can you surry
There'll be lots of time and wine
Red yellow honey, sassafras and moonshine (x2)
(moonshine)
Stoned soul, yeah Surry on soul Surry (x12)