The Andy Griffith Show

INTRO: 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 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, Angie's letting Otis out of jail Gomer's helpin' Goober drive the mail Oh and Barney's lookin' 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 profits tryin' to make a buck But old Floyd the barber, he just goes on trimmin' hair And we ain't heard the last of Ernest T. Bass you know CHORUS: On the Andy Griffith Show, Aunt B's cookin' lamb and turnip greens Now everyone dance while the Darlins pick and sing Yeah that old kid's diggin' worms to go fishin' don't ya know I wish life was like the Andy Griffith Show Thelma Lou told Wanita to call Helen Crump Then round up Clara and Emmett and Howard Spray There's a town meeting down at Andy's office Barney's gonna try to take us all back in time CHORUS: To the Andy Griffith Show, the biggest hastle there was makin' moonshine They sat swingin' 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