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
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Smith [00:07.00]@ @ [00:10.00] [00:11.18]Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster [00:16.55]Than it did in the old days [00:22.32]So naturally we have more natural disasters [00:27.63]From the strain of a fast pace [00:31.86] [00:32.72]Sunday was the day of rest [00:38.11]Now its one more day for progress [00:43.27]And we can't slow down [00:45.97]Cause more is best [00:48.74]It's all an endless process [00:53.65] [00:54.79]Well I miss Mayberry [00:57.80]Sittin on the porch drinking ice cold Cherry Coke [01:00.62]Where everything is black & white [01:04.87]Pickin on a Six String [01:08.11]Where people pass by and you call them by their first name [01:12.40]Watching the clouds roll by bye bye [01:21.18] [01:22.12]Sometimes I can hear this old earth shouting [01:27.17]Through the trees as the wind blows [01:32.84]Thats when I climb up here on this mountain [01:38.06]To look through God's window [01:42.19] [01:43.20]Now I can't fly [01:46.17]But I've got two feet [01:48.84]To get me high up here [01:53.96]Above the noise and city streets [01:59.46]My worries disappear [02:04.79] [02:05.81]Well I miss Mayberry [02:08.54]Sittin on the porch drinking ice cold Cherry Coke [02:12.51]Where everything is black & white [02:16.21]Pickin on a Six String [02:18.79]Where people pass by and you call them by their first name [02:23.04]Watching the clouds roll by bye bye [02:31.63] [02:32.57]Sometimes I dream I'm driving down an old dirt road [02:38.43]Not even listed on the map [02:43.50]I pass a dad and his son carrying a fishing pole [02:48.71]But I always wake up everytime I try to turn back [02:55.47] [02:56.51]Well I miss Mayberry [02:58.84]Sittin on the porch drinking ice cold Cherry Coke [03:01.75]Where everything is black & white [03:07.58]Pickin on a Six String [03:09.68]Where people pass by and you call them by their first name [03:13.90]Watching the clouds roll by bye bye [03:28.53]
