D5                  G5            D5
Well, I was born a coal miner's daughter
                E5               A5
In a cabin on a hill in Butcher Holler
        D5
We were poor, but we had love
           G5                         D5
That's the one thing that daddy made sure of
                    A5                D5
He shoveled coal to make a poor man's dollar.

D5                                G5       D5
My daddy worked all night in the Vanleer coal mine
                    E5             A5
All day long in the field a-hoin' corn
       D5
Mommie rocked the babies at night
             G5                     D5
And read the Bible by the coal-oil light
                               A5                 D5
And ever'thing would start all over come break of morn'.

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.


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