Mayberry

(I miss Mayberry) Sometimes it feels like this world's 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 (and we can't slow down) 'Cause more is less ('cause more is less) It's all an endless process I miss Mayberry Sittin' on the porch, drinkin' ice-cold Cherry Coke Where everything is black and white Pickin' on my six string People pass by and you call them by their first name Watchin' the clouds roll by Bye, bye (bye, bye) Sometimes I can hear this old earth shoutin' 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 To get me high up here Above the noise and city streets My worries disappear I miss Mayberry Sittin' on the porch, drinkin' ice-cold Cherry Coke Where everything is black and white Pickin' on my six string People pass by and you call them by their first name Watchin' the clouds roll by Bye, bye (bye) Sometimes I dream I'm drivin' down an old dirt road (Down an old dirt road) Not even listed on a map (ooh, yeah) I pass a dad and son carrying a fishing pole But I always wake up every time I try to turn back I miss Mayberry Sittin' on the porch, drinkin' ice-cold Cherry Coke Where everything is black and white Pickin' on my six string Where people pass by and you call them by their first name Watchin' the clouds roll by Bye, bye (bye) Bye, bye (bye, bye) (I miss Mayberry) (I miss Mayberry)