The Andy Griffith Show - The Bellamy Brothers

That old evening news is sure depressing

Well this world is in a mess and it don’t get better

Terrorism’s in fashion and making love can kill you

Oh but I have found a better place to go

We’re all living in the shadow of the bomb

Tuned in to the lifestyles of the rich and greedy

Oh but meanwhile back in Mayberry no one says the «F» word

Thank God for the reruns

On the Andy Griffith Show, Anjie’s letting Otis out of jail

Gomer’s helping Goober drive the nail

Oh and Barney’s looking for his bullet, you better watch out for your toes

I wish life was like the Andy Griffith Show

Now they’re dealing in souls on the airwaves

All them false prophets trying to make a buck

But old Floyd the barber, he just goes on trimming hair

And we ain’t heard the last of Ernest T. Bass you know

On the Andy Griffith Show, Aunt Bee’s cooking lamb and turnip greens

Now everyone dance while The Darling’s pick and sing

Yeah that Opie’s digging worms to go fishing don’t ya know

I wish life was like the Andy Griffith Show

Thelma Lou told Juanita to call Helen Crump

Then round up Clara and Emmett and Howard Sprague

There’s a town meeting down at Andy’s office

Barney’s gonna try to take us all back in time

To the Andy Griffith Show, the biggest hassle there was making moonshine

They sat swinging on the porch with an easy mind

Oh and maybe it was unreal but when this old world blows

I hope I end up on the Andy Griffith Show

I wish life was like the Andy Griffith Show