Tuning: G C E A

[Verse 1]

It ^Dwas a Sunday morning When the ^Gmail ain't supposed to c^Dome A ^Gbig blue box del^Divered and it didn't say where ^Afrom When a ^Dwind up man emerges and he wa^Gltzed across the f^Dloor ^GTold him I was lon^Desome, said I wou^Aldn't be no m^Dore

[Verse 2]

His l^Deft hand made me breakfast and his r^Gight one paid the bi^Dlls P^Goured a perfect co^Dcktail and he always kept it ^Afilled I d^Don't know how he'd do the things he'd ^Gdo with those two h^Dands I kn^Gew I'd wind up lov^Ding him my lo^Aving wind up m^Dan

[Chorus 1]

^GThey say machines ain't made for lo^Dving ^GBut I believe that they can p^Dlug into your h^Bmeart And you k^Gnow, when it st^Darts, in the s^Gmoke, in the sp^Darks You're not b^Groke, it's all pa^Drt of a lover's g^Aame

[Verse 3]

He alw^Days called me handsome and he s^Gmiled when I s^Dpoke Dre^Gssed like Elvis Pre^Dsley and he laughed at all my ^Ajokes Wa^Ds my love until the day he ca^Gught the rain unpl^Danned K^Gnew I'd wind up lo^Dsing him my lo^Aving wind up m^Dan

[Chorus 2]

^GThey say machines ain't made for lo^Dving ^GBut I believe that they can p^Dlug into your h^Bmeart And you k^Gnow, it be^Dgins, when it wh^Girs, and it sp^Dins It don't h^Gurt, it's not a s^Din, no one to b^Alame

Ba dum ^Gbum bum b^Dum Ba dum ^Gbum bum b^Dum Ba dum ^Gbum bum b^Dum bum b^Aum

[Bridge]

^BmThen I heard him holler ^BbHe began to fire and spark ^ASmokin' from his collar ^E7And his smilin' eyes went dark ^BmNever will forget him or the s^Bbmell of all that smoke ^BmKnew I'd wind up ^Dloving him un^E7til he wound up b^Gmroke

[Chorus 3]

^GThey say machines ain't made for ^Dloving ^GBut I believe that they can ^Dplug into your h^Bmeart Try in v^Gain to pr^Dotect, when it r^Gains, he'll ge^Dt wet Just keep tr^Gaining to ex^Dpect feeling all the p^Aain

Ba dum ^Gbum bum b^Dum Ba dum ^Gbum bum b^Dum Ba dum ^Gbum bum b^Dum bum b^Aum

Trixie Mattel - Wind up man