Karaoké Coal Miner's Daughter Loretta Lynn

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 Van Lear coal mine

All day long in the field a-hoeing corn

Mommy rocked the babies at 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

Mommy scrubbed our clothes on a washboard every day

Well 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 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 'cos 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 memories of a coal miner's daughter