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