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COAL MINER'S DAUGHTER Words and music by Loretta Lynn
DWell, I was born a Gcoal miner's Ddaughter In a cabin on a Ehill in Butcher A7Holler We were Dpoor, but we had love That's the Gone thing that daddy made Dsure of He shoveled coal to A7make a poor man's Ddollar.
DMy daddy worked all night in the GVanleer Dcoal mine All day long in the Efield a-hoin' A7corn Mommie Drocked the babies at night And read the GBible by the coal-oil Dlight And ever'thing would start all A7over come break of Dmorn'.
Change to Eb: Daddy loved and raised eight kids on a miner's pay Mommie scrubbed our clothes on a washboard ever' day Why, I've seen her fingers bleed To complain there was no need She'd smile in Mommie'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 sellin' a hog Daddy always managed to get the money somewhere. Change to E: 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 floor Nothing lives here anymore Except the mem'ries of a coal miner's daughter. enjoy