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 a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress And we can't slow down ?cause more is best It's all an endless process [Chorus] (Well) I miss Mayberry Sitting on the porch drinking ice-cold cherry Coke Where everything is black and white 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 old earth 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 [Chorus] 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 [Chorus] Bye, bye (I miss Mayberry, I miss Mayberry)