Coal Miner's Daughter Lyrics

Well, I was born a coal miner's daughter In a cabin on a hill in Butcher Holler We were poor but we had love That's the one thing that daddy made sure of He shoveled coal to make a poor man's dollar
My daddy worked all night in the Van Leer coal mine And all day long in the field a' hoeing corn Momma rocked the babies at night and read the Bible by the coal oil light And everything would start all over come break of morn'
Daddy loved and raised eight kids on a miner's pay Mommy scrubbed our clothes on a washboard every day Well, I seen her fingers bleed, to complain there was no need, She'd smile in mommy's understanding way
In the summertime we didn't have shoes to wear But in the wintertime we'd all get a brand new pair From a mail order catalog, money made from selling a hog Daddy always managed to get the money somewhere
Yeah, I'm proud to be a coal miner's daughter I remember well the well where I drew water The work we done was hard, at night we'd sleep 'cause we were tired I never thought of ever leaving Butcher Holler
Well, a lot of things have changed since way back then And it's so good to be back home again Not much left but the floors, nothing lives here anymore Except the memories of a coal miner's daughter