Coal Miners Daughter Song Lyrics with Chords by (Loretta Lynn)

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