Well, i was born a coal miner's daughter
In a cabin on a hill
In butcher hollow
We were poor but we had love
That's the one thing
Me daddy made sure of
He shoveled coal
To make a poor man's dollar
My daddy worked all night
In the family caol mine
All day long in the fields
A hoeing corn
Mommy rocked the babies at night
Read the bible
By the foor 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 the 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 catalogue
Money made from 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 head
And how we'd sleep
