Than it did in the old days

So naturally, we have more natural disasters

From the strain of a fast pace

Sunday was a day of rest

Now, its one more day for progress

And we cant slow down cause more is best

Its all an endless process



Chorus

(Well) I miss Mayberry

Sitting on the porch drinking ice-cold cherry Coke

Where everything is black and white

Picking on a six string

Where people pass by and you call them by their first name

Watching the clouds roll by

Bye, bye



Sometimes I can hear this old earth shouting

Through the trees as the wind blows

Thats when I climb up here on this mountain

To look through Gods window

Now I cant fly

But I got two feet that get me high up here

Above the noise and city streets

My worries disappear



(Repeat Chorus)



Bridge

Sometimes I dream Im driving down an old dirt road

Not even listed on a map

I pass a dad and son carrying a fishing pole

But I always wake up every time I try to turn back



(Repeat Chorus)



Bye, bye

(I miss Mayberry, I miss Mayberry)



(Fade)