Every now and then a song will catch my attention, and express exactly how I feel. The other day, I was watching GAC, when the music video of the song Automatic by Miranda Lambert began playing. I hadn’t heard the song or seen the video before, and it stopped me dead in my tracks!
There was Miranda, in the attic of an old house, digging through an old trunk. As she pulled out various things, she sang about things of the past.
Since I’ve recently been sorting through closets, chests, cabinets, and drawers at my late mother-in-law’s house, the song was especially poignant to me. I’ve definitely been taking more than a few strolls down ‘memory lane’ lately!
Automatic
Quarter in a pay phone; 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
Let’s put the windows down; Windows with the crank
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
Yep, Miranda and her co-writers have captured exactly what I’ve been feeling lately! Whatever did happen to waiting your turn? What ever happened to doing things by hand? Now a days, we rely on machines to do everything! Heck, cars will even park themselves now!
These days, things are so easy and freely given, people don’t really appreciate them any more. People drawing government checks right and left… Children getting new stuff all of the time, instead of just on special occasions, like we did… Kids with ipods, smart phones, or the latest and greatest new gadgets… Teenagers all driving cars of their own–sometimes getting the car before they’re even old enough to drive! We’ve become an ‘entitlement society’. Enough already!
As for the memories Miranda shares in her song, I can definitely relate to those, except I think I can remember when a phone call was only a dime! Oops, is my age showing again? My grandchildren will never know what a phone booth was, but they’ll know what a cell phone is!
Among the items I found while sorting through my late mother-in-law’s things: some very old (78?) records, some cassette tapes, a ragged Rand McNally road atlas, lots of Polaroid pictures, and dozens of cards she’d received in the mail throughout the years! Oh, and I also found a clothespin bag! Those were the days, weren’t they? If only life was still so uncomplicated!
To quote the chorus of the song, “It all just seems so good the way we had it, back before everything became automatic!”
I love the song too! (And love Miranda) We all have moments of being nostalgic for the good things in a “simpler time.” I suppose one day someone will write a song about how easy it was back in the day when we could type in an address on the GPS, and send a quick text… lol!
While I certainly appreciate a lot (maybe most) of today’s conveniences, I admit that things are not what they used to be. While a certain amount of the negative changes over the years can be contributed to the technological advances, I fear that not all of them can be … and the root of the negative changes or increases in ugliness we see too often are not the fault of technology … although technology certain can make it easier for some of the ugliness inside so many show up easier.
When my grandchildren come to visit they play board games not computer games. I feel it is my job to show them what life was like back in the day. They even read the same stories from the books their parents read from.
I love the lyrics to that song! Those were the days……
I do miss some of the old ways.But I don’t miss changing gears or hanging clothes on the line…did that for the 27 years I was a full-time homemaker! We still use maps sometimes and I still have a clothes pin bag and a clothesline for the rare occasion we want to hang something on it. Sounds like a nice song!
Would you believe I still have a clothespin bag and clothespins, but our old clothesline posts bit the dust last year.