The Andy Griffith Show

That old evening news is sure depressing

This world is in a mess and it don't get better

Terrorism's in fashion and even love can kill you

Oh but I have found a better place to go

We're all livin' in the shadow of the bomb

Tuned into 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

Angie's letting Otis out of jail

Gomer's helping Goober drive a 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 tryin' 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 cookin' lamb and turnip greens

Everyone dance while the darlings pick and sing

Yeah and Opie's diggin' worms to go fishin', don't you know

I wish life was like the Andy Griffith show

Thelma Lou told Juanita to call Helen Crump

Then round up Clara and Emmet 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 makin' moonshine

They sat swinging on the porch with an easy mind

Oh and maybe it was unreal, but when this whole world blows

I hope I end up on the Andy Griffith show

I wish life was like the Andy Griffith show