文本歌词

Coal Miner's Daughter - The Mick Lloyd Connection
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
That daddy made sure of
He shoveled coal to make
A poor man's dollar
My daddy worked all night
In the Van Lear coal mine
All day long in the field a-hoin' corn
Mommy rocked the babies at night
And read the Bible by the coal oil light
And ever'thing would start
All over come break of morn'
Daddy loved and raised eight kids
On a miner's pay
Mommy scrubbed our clothes
On a washboard every day
Why 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 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 leaving
Butcher Holler
Well alot 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 memries of
A coal miner's daughter