We picnicked by the river
on a quiet summer day.
We ate and laughed and talked
until ‘twas nothing left to say.
Then each stepped in to sep’rate cars
and drove their sep’rate way,
and all that’s left is mem’ries
of a quiet summer day.
We picnicked by the river
on a quiet summer day.
We ate and laughed and talked
until ‘twas nothing left to say.
Then each stepped in to sep’rate cars
and drove their sep’rate way,
and all that’s left is mem’ries
of a quiet summer day.