D 
Well, I was born a  
G 
coal miner’s  
D 
daughterIn a cabin on a  
E 
hill in Butcher  
A7 
HollerWe were  
D 
poor, but we had loveThat’s the  
G 
one thing that daddy made  
D 
sure ofHe shoveled coal to  
A7 
make a poor man’s  
D 
dollar.

My daddy worked all night in the Vanleer coal mine
All day long in the field a-hoin’ corn
Mommie 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’.

 
Eb 
Daddy loved and raised eight  
G# 
kids on a miner’s
Eb 
payMommie scrubbed our clothes on a
F 
washboard 
 
ever'
Bb 
dayWhy,
Eb 
I’ve seen her fingers bleedTo  
G# 
complain there was no  
Eb 
needShe’d smile in Mommie’s
Bb 
understanding
Eb 
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
E 
proud to be a  
A 
coal miner’s  
E 
daughterI remember well – the  
F# 
well where I drew
B 
waterThe
E 
work we done was hardAt night we’d  
A 
sleep ’cause we were  
E 
tiredI never thought of ever  
B 
leaving 
 
Butcher
E 
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
Nothing lives here anymore
Except the mem’ries of a coal miner’s daughter.


These known chords are used in this song.