Can you surry, can you picnic? Can you surry, can you picnic?
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Come on, come on and surry down to a stoned soul picnic.
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Surry down to a stoned soul picnic. There'll be lots of time and wine.
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Red yellow honey, sassafras and moonshine,
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red yellow honey, Sassafras and moonshine, moonshine. Stoned soul, stoned soul.
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Come on, come on and surry down to a stoned soul picnic. Surry down to a stoned soul picnic.
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Rain and sun come in akin, and from the sky come the Lord and the lightning.
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And from the sky come the Lord and the lightning.
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Stoned soul, stoned soul, surry on, soul.
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Surry, surry, surry, surry.
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There'll be trains of blossoms (there'll be trains of blossoms).
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There'll be trains of music (there'll be music).
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There'll be trains of trust, trains of golden dust.
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Come along and surry on sweet trains of thought, surry on down.
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Can you surry, can you surry?
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Surry down to a stoned soul picnic. Surry down to a stoned soul picnic.
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There'll be lots of time and wine. Red yellow honey, sassafras and moonshine,
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red yellow honey, Sassafras and moonshine, moonshine. Stoned soul, stoned soul.
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Surry on soul. Surry, surry, surry, surry. Surry, surry, surry, surry¡¦
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Stoned Soul Picnic
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| Laura Nyro |
