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Automatic
Miranda Lambert Lyrics


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Quarter in a payphone
Drying laundry on the line
Watching sun tea in the window
Pocket watch tellin' time
Seems like only yesterday, I'd get a blank cassette
Record the country countdown 'cause I couldn't buy it yet

If we drove all the way to Dallas just to buy an Easter dress
We'd take along a Rand McNally, stand in line to pay for gas
God knows that shifting gears ain't what it used to be
I learned to drive that '55, just like a queen, three on a tree

Hey, what ever happened to waiting your turn
Doing it all by hand?
'Cause when everything is handed to you
It's only worth as much as the time put in
It all just seems so good the way we had it
Back before everything became automatic

If you had something to say
You'd write it on a piece of paper
Then you put a stamp on it
And they'd get it three days later
Boys would call the girls
And girls would turn them down
Staying married was the only way to work your problems out

Hey, what ever happened to waiting your turn
Doing it all by hand?
'Cause when everything is handed to you
It's only worth as much as the time put in
It all just seems so good the way we had it
Back before everything became automatic, yeah
Automatic

Let's roll the windows down
Windows with the cranks
Come on, let's take a picture
The kind you gotta shake

Hey, what ever happened to waiting your turn
Doing it all by hand?
'Cause when everything is handed to you
It's only worth as much as the time put in
It all just seems so good the way we had it
Back before everything became automatic, yeah
Automatic

Overall Meaning

The song "Automatic" by Miranda Lambert is an ode to the simple but satisfying ways of life before the era of automation took over. The lyrics paint a nostalgic picture of a time when people had to put in time, effort, and care to complete even the simplest of tasks. The first verse talks about the small but significant details of daily life like using payphones, drying laundry on the line, and keeping track of time with pocket watches. The second verse talks about the joys of making a long trip to buy a dress and the ritual of using maps and waiting in line to buy gas. The chorus asks the rhetorical question of what happened to doing things "by hand" and waiting "your turn". The bridge talks about the more direct social interactions before the age of texting and online messaging when expressing oneself meant writing letters and girls turning down boys who called them. The song ends with a call to action to roll down the windows, take a picture that we have to shake, and get back in touch with the simple pleasures of life.


Line by Line Meaning

Quarter in a payphone
Reminiscing about the days when calling someone required a quarter to be inserted into the payphone


Drying laundry on the line
Remembering when drying clothes meant hanging it on a clothesline outside


Watching sun tea in the window
Recalling the days of homemade iced tea being made by letting it steep in the sun


Pocket watch tellin' time
Thinking about how pocket watches were once the only way to tell time before digital clocks


Seems like only yesterday, I'd get a blank cassette, Record the country countdown 'cause I couldn't buy it yet
Remembering recording songs off the radio onto cassette tapes because the option of buying music immediately wasn't available


If we drove all the way to Dallas just to buy an Easter dress, We'd take along a Rand McNally, stand in line to pay for gas
Reminiscing about a time when traveling to buy clothes was a big event, and using a Rand McNally map and waiting in line for gas was just part of the process


God knows that shifting gears ain't what it used to be, I learned to drive that '55, just like a queen, three on a tree
Reflecting on how driving a car with a stick shift had a certain level of difficulty that is not present in modern automatic transmissions


If you had something to say, You'd write it on a piece of paper, Then you put a stamp on it, And they'd get it three days later
Recalling a time when written letters, with stamps, were used to communicate with others instead of instant messaging


Boys would call the girls, And girls would turn them down, Staying married was the only way to work your problems out
Recalling how dating and relationships worked before the advent of dating apps, and how marriage was once viewed as an important commitment to work through problems


Let's roll the windows down, Windows with the cranks, Come on, let's take a picture, The kind you gotta shake
Nostalgic about a time when car windows were hand-cranked down and the photographs we took were on Polaroid cameras which had to be shaken to develop


Hey, what ever happened to waiting your turn, Doing it all by hand?, 'Cause when everything is handed to you, It's only worth as much as the time put in, It all just seems so good the way we had it, Back before everything became automatic, yeah, Automatic
The singer is expressing nostalgia for a time when things required more effort and patience, and that just doing things fast and automatically does not always bring the same satisfaction as working for something.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Miranda Lambert, Natalie Hemby, Nicolle Galyon

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