Well I was born the 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 shovel coal to make a poor man's dollar My daddy worked all night in the Vanleer coal mine all day long in the field hoein' corn Mommie rocked the baby that 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 Mommie scrubbed our clothes on a washboard everyday Why I've seen her fingers bleed to complain there was no need She's smiled 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 by 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 I'd ever leave the Butcher Holler But a lots of things have changed since the way back then
And it's so good to be back home again Not much left but the floor nothing lives there anymore Just the mem'ries of a coal miner's daughter
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