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Picnicthe mcguire sisters on a picnic morning without a warningi looked at you and somehow i knewon a day for singing,my heart went winginga picnic grove was our rendezvousyou and i in the sunshinewe strolled the fields amd farmsat the last light of evening,i held you in my armsso when days grow stormyand lonely for mei just recall picnic time and you.