Can you sur -ry, can you picnic? Woah.
Can you sur -ry, can you picnic? Come on, come on and
Surry down, to a stoned soul picnic,
Surry down, to a stoned soul picnic.
There'll be lots of time and wine.
Red yellow honey, sassafras and moonshine,
Red yellow honey, sassafras and moonshine, (moon-shine).
Stoned soul, stoned soul.
Woah Come on, come on and
Surry down, to a stoned soul picnic,
Surry down, to a stoned soul picnic.
Rain and sun come in a-kin.
And from the sky, come the Lord and the lightning,
And from the sky, come the Lord and the light-ning.
Stoned soul, stoned soul.
Surry on soul.
Sur-ry, sur-ry.
Sur-ry, sur-ry.
There'll be trains of blossoms, (there'll be trains of blossoms),
(There'll be trains of blossoms),
There'll be trains of music, (there'll be mu -sic).
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 sur ry?
Surry down, to a stoned soul picnic,
Surry down, to a stoned soul picnic.
There'll be lots of time and wine.
Red yellow honey, sassafras and moonshine,
Red yellow honey, sassafras and moonshine, (moon-shine).
Stoned soul
Yeah, surry on soul.
Sur-ry, sur-ry.
Sur-ry, sur-ry.
(Repeat to Fade)