About the song
“Loretta Lynn – Coal Miner’s Daughter” is a timeless country classic that resonates deeply with audiences, capturing the essence of rural life and hard work. Released in 1970 as the title track of Loretta Lynn’s album “Coal Miner’s Daughter,” this song has become an anthem for resilience and determination.
Written by Loretta Lynn herself, “Coal Miner’s Daughter” is a poignant autobiographical tale of Lynn’s upbringing in Butcher Hollow, Kentucky. The song chronicles her humble beginnings as the daughter of a coal miner and reflects on the challenges and triumphs of her life.
Upon its release, “Coal Miner’s Daughter” quickly climbed the charts, reaching the number one spot on the Billboard Hot Country Singles chart and earning widespread acclaim from both critics and fans alike. Its success solidified Loretta Lynn’s status as one of the most influential artists in the history of country music.
Loretta Lynn’s honest storytelling and heartfelt delivery resonate with listeners of all ages, making her a beloved figure in the world of music. “Coal Miner’s Daughter” remains a timeless classic, celebrated for its authenticity and enduring relevance.
As you listen to “Coal Miner’s Daughter” by Loretta Lynn, allow yourself to be transported to a world of resilience, perseverance, and the power of music to capture the human experience.
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Lyrics
Well, I was borned 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 mines
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 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 hard
At night we’d sleep ’cause we were tired
Never thought of ever leaving Butcher Holler
Well, a lot of things have changed since a way back then
Ah, and it’s so good to be back home again
Not much left but the floors, nothing lives here anymore
‘Cept the memories of a coal miner’s daughter
‘Cept the memories of a coal miner’s daughter