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The coal-miner
The coal miner
written 7/13/97
I was born a coalminers daughter.
Raised to be proud, in the heart of a billion dollar coalfield.
Dad worked hard, slaving underground.
To complain ,there was no need.
Dad had six kids, he raised on a coalminers pay.
He never had a fancy car, just a little Chevy truck.
Dad never had a college education.
He sure knew how to bring home the bread.
He fought for the union,one to be proud.
He never owned a coal mines, one sure owned him.
When payday came,he didn't have much money left.
Christmas's and birthday's were sometimes bare.
We loved him a lot, I'm sure he loved us more.
He proved it each time, he went underground.
Louvenia Rose Campbell
Copyright ©2004 Louvenia Rose Campbell
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