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 --- !@&@e
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 --- !@&@e

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 !@&@e
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)