Mayberry

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster

Than it did in the old days

So naturally, we head for 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 less

It's all an endless process

Chorus

I miss Mayberry

Sitting on the porch drinking ice-cold cherry Coke

Where everything is black and white (nana nana nananananana)

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 horrid 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

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 I'm 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