Coal Miner’s Daughter
Philipi, West Virginia, February and March 2006
I was a coal miner’s daughter, I lived in an old coal mining town. When I’d wake up in the morning and hear the whistle blow, my daddy would grab his dinner can and off to work he’d go.
He’d work hard all day and it weren’t no fun. When he’d call for two dollars at the script office they wouldn’t give him but one.
I would say “oh Lord looks down on me for a coal mining town is an awful place to be”.
In the winter time when the snow would blow. I could look out the window and see the slate dump glow.
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