Back in nineteen seventy

With music-making schemes,

A group of friends put up a barn

From broken boards and dreams,

The word spread like a forest fire

To every house and farm,

There's bluegrass music cookin' in

The Everetts' Music Barn.

Off Stonecypher Road

Where the Everett boys sang,

Randall's guitar kept the time

And Roger's banjo rang,

Sally Goodin danced,

Pearly Blue lived down the road,

In the Everett Brothers' barn

Where the bluegrass music flowed

Right beside the local groups

The big ones played there too,

The Osbornes and the Lost and Found

To only name a few,

The country boys and city folks

And young and old combined,

They all came to that barn to have

A high and lonesome time.

Off Stonecypher Road

Where they gathered up a band,

Roger learned to fiddle like

The finest in the land,

Sally Goodin danced,

Pearly Blue lived down the road,

In the Everett Brothers' barn

Where the bluegrass music flowed.

As we fill those walls with music

What a debt they are owed,

For their little music barn

Off Stonecypher Road.