Dale wrote what read like a great bluegrass lyric and I set out to write bluegrass music to it and the guys who do our demos happen to be masters at the art of Bluegrass. How cool is that...ha...

The Apple Barn (c) Sept 2007, Rebecca Dale Peaden (BMI)/Moker Jarrett (ASCAP) It was bout to be spring break - and I'd had all I could take - of my hillbilly roommate When he asked if I wanted to do something a little different I grabbed some clothes - we hit the road - I slept while he drove Woke up to a honking horn - I could've sworn - we were sitting on a farm He said it's picking time - and you'll do fine - folks need to make wine And pawpaw and pops can use all the help they can get And "hey slick" - that chick's my sister - she'll cut you to the quick I thought hmmm maybe all's not lost - I'll cross that bridge - at any cost Chorus: Harvest time in the Apple Barn It was instant chemistry for me Can't think of anywhere I'd rather be stuck Making wine and memories Well I never worked so hard - but it was in the cards - she'd let down her guard We spent days boxing fruit and cool nights picking at each other And I couldn't help but stare - at her auburn hair - she was a breath of fresh air And when the stars were aligned - we both saw the signs - guess she read my mind Chorus: Harvest time in the Apple Barn It was instant chemistry for me Can't think of anywhere I'd rather be stuck Making wine and memories Bridge: Ten years and two kids later I watchem' from the tractor As she drives'em 'round in the gator I smile when I hear their laughter Chorus: Harvest time in the Apple Barn It was instant chemistry for me Can't think of anywhere I'd rather be stuck Making wine and memories (©Sep 2007)