“Coal Miner's Daughter” Well, I was born'd a coal miner's daughter, Ina cabin, on hill in Butcher Holler, We were poor, but we had love, That's the one thing that daddy made sure of, He shoveled coal t' make a poor man’s dollar. (Well, I was born'd a coal miner's daughter, In a cabin, on g hill in Butcher Holler, ‘We were poor, but we had love, That's the one thing that daddy made sure of, He shoveled coal t' make a poor man’s dollar.] My daddy worked all night in the Van Lear Coal Mines, All day long in the field a-hoein’ corn, Mommy rocked the babies at night, And 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, Mommy scrubbed our clothes on « washboard every day, Why, I 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 th 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 leavin' Butcher Holler, Well, a lot of things have changed since a'way back then, And it’s so good to be back home again, Not much left but the floors, nothin’ lives here anymore, ‘Cept the memories of a coal miner's daughter.“Coat of Many Colors” Back through the years I go wonderin’ once again Back to the seasons of my youth I recall a box of rags that someone gave us And how my mamma put the rags to use ‘There were rags of many colors and every piece was small And I didn't have a coat and it was way down in the fall Momma sewed the rags together sewin’ every piece with love She made my coat of many colors that I was so proud of ‘As she sewed, she told a story from the Bible, she had read About a coat of many colors Joseph wore and then she said Perhaps this coat will bring you good luck and happiness" And I just couldn't wait to wegr it and momma blessed it with a kiss My coat of many colors that my momma made for me Made only from rags but I wore it so proudly Although we had no money oh I was rich as I could be In my coat of many cqlors my momma made for me So with patches on my britches and holes in both my shoes In my coat of many golors I hurried off to school Just to find the others laughing and making fun of me In my coat of many cqlors my momma made for me And oh I couldn't understand it for I felt I was rich. And [ (old them of the love my momma sewed in every stitch ‘And I told'em all the story momma told me while she sewed And how my coat of many colors was worth more than all their clothes But they didn't understand it and | tried to make them see ‘That one is only popr only if they choose to be Now I know we had no money but I was rich as I could be In my coat of many colors my momma made for me Made just for mewogSP NEW 2 <0) awog'SPIYANeW BE POTS TY IIT Pa OTS HE OTT,