Sometimes it feels like this world

is spinning faster

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 it's one more day for progress

And we can't slow down 'cause

more is best

It's 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

Whatching the clouds roll by

Bye, bye



Sometimes I can hear this old

earth shouting

Through the trees as the wind blows

That's when I climb up here on

this mountain

To look through God's window

Now I can't fly ut 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 I'm driving

down an old dirt road

Not even listed on the map

I pass a dad and his 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)