Karaoké Coal Miner's Daughter (with Miranda Lambert & Sheryl Crow) Loretta Lynn

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 he worked all night in the Van Lear coal mines

And all day long in the field hoein' corn

Mama rocked the babies at night

Read the Bible by the coal oil light

Everything would start all over come break of morn'

Daddy loved and raised eight kids on a miner's pay

And Mama scrubbed our clothes on a washboard every day

I've seen her fingers bleed

To complain there was no need

She'd smile in Mama's understandin' 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 from money made by 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 'cos we were all tired

Never thought of ever leavin'

Butcher Holler

Well a lot of things have changed since way back then

Oh 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

'Cept the memories of a coal miner's daughter