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.