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 the day of rest
Now its one more day for progress
And we can't slow down
Cause more is best
Its all an Endless process

I miss Mayberry
Sittin on the porch drinking ice cold Cherry -- Coke
Where everything was black & white
(nuh nuh nuhnuhnuh)
Pickin on a Six String
People pass by and you call them by their first name
Watching the clouds roll by
bye bye

Sometimes I can hear this whole world shouting
Through the trees as the wind blows
Thats when I climb up here on this mountain
And look through God's window

Now I can't fly
But I've 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 drinking ice cold Cherry -- Coke
Where everything was black & white
(nuh nuh nuhnuhnuh)
Pickin on a Six String
People pass by and you call them by their first name
Watching the clouds roll by
bye bye

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 poll
But I always wake up everytime I try to turn back

I miss Mayberry
Sittin on the porch drinking ice cold Cherry Coke
Where everything was black & white
(nuh nuh nuhnuhnuh)
Pickin on a Six String
People pass by and you call them by their first name
Watching the clouds roll by
bye bye

6x (nuh nuh nuhnuhnuh)