Текст (слова) песни: Norma Jean - Coal Miner`s Daughter
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 daddy made sure of He shovel coal to make a poor man`s dollar
Daddy worked all night in the Vanleer coal mine all day long in the field hoein` corn Mommie rocked the baby that night read the Bible by a 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 wash board everyday I`ve seen her fingers bleed to complain there was no need She`s smile in mommie`s understanding way
In the summer time we didn`t have shoes to wear But in the wintertime we`d all get a brand new pair From themail order catalog money made by selling a hog Daddy always managed to get the money somewhere
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 for we were tired I never thought I`d ever leave 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 but the floor nothing lives there anymore Just the mem`ries of a coal miner`s daughter
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