Mayberry歌词
rascal flatts - mayberry
lrc by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
@ www.geciduoduo.com @
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
lrc by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
@ www.geciduoduo.com @
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