Can you surry, can you picnic?
Can you surry, can you picnic?
Surry down to a stoned soul picnic
Surry down to a stoned soul picnic
There'll be lots of time & wine
Red yellow honey, sassafras & moonshine
Red yellow honey
Sassafras & moonshine
Stoned soul, stoned soul
Surry down to a stoned soul picnic
Surry down to a stoned soul picnic
Rain & sun come again
& from the sky come the Lord & the lightning
& from the sky come
The Lord & the lightning
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 trains of trust, trains of golden dust
Come along & surry on sweet trains of thought
Surry on down
Can you surry, can you surry
Surry down to a stoned soul picnic
Surry down to a stoned soul picnic
There'll be lots of time & wine
Red yellow honey, sassafras & moonshine
Red yellow honey
Sassafras & moonshine
Stoned soul, stoned soul
Stoned soul yeah
Surry on soul
Surry
Laura Nyro
1968
When asked by producer what the word meant, Nyro told him:
"Oh, it's just a nice word."
"Oh, it's just a nice word."
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