Coal Miners Daughter is one of the most popular songs of the time. Coal Miners Daughter lyrics written by Loretta Lynn. This song has sung by Loretta Lynn.
| Singer | Loretta Lynn |
| Album | Coal Miner’s Daughter |
| Released | 1971 |
| Difficulty | Beginner |
Coal Miners Daughter Song Lyrics
Well, I was borned 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
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My daddy worked all night in the Van Lear coal mines
All day long in the field a hoin’ corn
Mommy rocked the babies at night
And read the Bible by the coal oil light
And ever’ thing would start all over come break of morn
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Daddy loved and raised eight kids on a miner’s pay
Mommy 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 mommy’s understanding way
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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
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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
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Well a lot of things have changed since a 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 memory of a coal miner’s daughter.
Coal Miners Daughter Song Chords
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 family coal mine
All day long in the field a-hoin’ corn
Mommy rocked the babies at night
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
I’ve 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 winter time 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
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 I’d ever leave 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
Just a memory of a coal miner’s daughter
