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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 My daddy made sure of He shoveled coal To make a poor man's dollar My daddy worked all night In the Van Lear caol mine All day long in the fields A hoeing corn Mommy rocked the babies at night 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 the washboard every day Well, i've seen her fingers bleed To complain there was no need She'd smile Letras de cancionesIn 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 'cause we were tired I never thought Of ever leaving butcher hollow 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 From Letras Mania