"Mayberry" lyrics

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

Now Sunday was a day of rest
Now, it's one more day for progress
And we can't slow down
'Cause "more" is "best"
And it's all an endless process

I miss Mayberry
Sittin' on the porch drinkin' ice-cold cherry Coke
Where everything is black and white
Na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Pickin' on the six-string
When 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
That get me high up here
Above the noise and city streets
My worries disappear

Well I miss Mayberry
Sittin' on the porch drinkin' ice-cold cherry Coke
Where everything is black and white
Na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Pickin' on the six-string
When people pass by and you call them by their first name
Watchin' the clouds roll by
Bye, 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-ooh, yeah)
I pass a dad and son carryin' a fishin' pole
But, I always wake up every time I try to turn back
Now sing it, Blake

Well I miss Mayberry
Sittin' on the porch drinkin' ice-cold cherry Coke
Where everything is black and white
Na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Pickin' on the six-string
When people pass by and you call them by their first name
Watchin' the clouds roll by
Bye, bye
Ooh, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye

Na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na