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 It's all an endless process
Well I miss Mayberry Sittin on the porch drinking ice cold Cherry --- Coke Where everything is black & white Pickin 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 old earth shouting
Through the trees as the wind blows Thats when I climb up here on this mountain To 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
Well I miss Mayberry Sittin on the porch drinking ice cold Cherry --- Coke Where everything is black & white Pickin 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 dream I'm driving down an old dirt road Not even listed on the map I pass a dad and his son carrying a fishing pole But I always wake up everytime I try to turn back
Well I miss Mayberry Sittin on the porch drinking ice cold Cherry Coke Where everything is black & white Pickin on a Six String Where people pass by and you call them by their first name Watching the clouds roll by bye bye
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