title: Coal Miner’s Daughterkey: Countryharp type: Chromaticgenre: Fskill: AnyBy: Loretta LynnKey: F -7 -7 -7 -7 -7 7*-6 -6 -5 -6 -6Well, I was born a coal min-er’s daugh-ter,-6-6 -6 -6 -6-6 7 7 6 6 5 5In a cab-in, on a hill in Butch-er Hol-ler,-7 -7 -7 -7 -7 -7 -6We were poor, but we had love,-7 -7 7 -6 -5 -6 -5 -6 -5 5That’s the one thing that dad-dy made sure of,-6 -6 -6 7 -6 6 5 -5 -6 -6 -6He shov-eled coal to make a poor man’s dol-lar.-7 -7 -7 -7 -7 7*-6My dad-dy worked all night-6 -6 -6 -5 -6 -6in the Van Lear Coal Mine,-6 -6 -6 -6 -6 7 6 6 6 5All day long in the field a-hoe-in’ corn,-7 -7 -7 -7 -7 -7 -7 -6Mom-my rocked the ba-by at night,-7 -7 7 -6 -6 -5 -6 -5 -6 -5 5read The Bi-ble by a coal-oil light,-6 -6 -6 -6 -6 6 -6 6 6And ev-‘ry-thing would start all ov-er5 -5 -6 -6come break of morn.Daddy loved and raised 8 kids on a miner’s pay,Mommy scrubbed our clothes on a washboard every day,Why, I 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 from sellin’ 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 ’cause we were tired,I never thought of ever leavin’ 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, nothin’ lives here anymore,‘Cept the memories of a coal miner’s daughter.