Red Jacket Orchards

Bought some delicious juice at a local farmers market from a place called ‘Red Jacket Orchards’. Growing up there was a 8-foot fence that separated my backyard from an expansive orchard, and all I could see were the tops of trees. I always wondered what it would be like to live there.

As is often the case, the lyrics don’t mean anything, but it’s always nice to have words prepared when there’s a microphone in front of me. The music does a pretty good job of describing the terrain on its own.

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