On a picnic morning without a warning I looked at you and somehow I knew
On a day for singing My heart went winging A picnic grove was our rendezvous
You and I in the sunshine We strolled the fields amd farms At the last light of evening I held you in my arms
Now when days grow stormy And lonely for me I just recall picnic time and you
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Now when days grow stormy And lonely for me I just recall picnic time and yo
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