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'. Eb5 Ab5 Eb5 Daddy loved and raised eight kids on a miner's pay F5 Bb5 Mommie scrubbed our clothes on a washboard ever' day Eb5 Why, I've seen her fingers bleed Ab5 Eb5 To complain there was no need Bb5 Eb5 She'd smile in Mommie's understanding way. Eb5 Ab5 Eb5 In the summertime we didn't have shoes to wear F5 Bb5 But in the wintertime we'd all get a brand new pair Eb5 From a mail order catalog, Ab5 Eb5 Money made from sellin' a hog Bb5 Eb5 Daddy always managed to get the money somewhere. E5 A5 E5 Yeah!, I'm proud to be a coal miner's daughter F#5 B5 I remember well - the well where I drew water E5 The work we done was hard A5 E5 At night we'd sleep 'cause we were tired B5 E5 I never thought of ever leaving Butcher Holler. E5 A5 E5 Well, a lot of things have changed since way back then F#5 B5 And it's so good to be back home again E5 Not much left but the floor A5 E5 Nothing lives here anymore B5 E5 Except the mem'ries of a coal miner's daughter
