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Introduction
The 2011 ACM Girls Night Out special created an unforgettable moment in country music history when the genre’s most talented women gathered to pay homage to Loretta Lynn, the trailblazing artist who opened doors for generations of female performers.
The stage glowed with star power as Reba McEntire, Miranda Lambert, Martina McBride, Carrie Underwood, Jennifer Nettles, and the Judds united their incredible voices for a moving rendition of Lynn’s signature anthem “Coal Miner’s Daughter.”
I still get goosebumps thinking about that moment! When they started singing, something truly magical filled the air. Their distinct vocal styles wove together perfectly, creating something far beyond a simple performance—it became a heartfelt celebration of Loretta’s profound legacy in country music.
You could feel the genuine emotion in every line they sang, striking that perfect balance between respect and deep affection. As the final notes echoed through the venue, everyone leapt to their feet, their thunderous applause expressing what words simply couldn’t—the powerful connection shared in that special moment.
Though Loretta couldn’t attend while recovering from knee surgery, her warm video message made her presence felt throughout the evening. Years later, this beautiful collaboration continues touching hearts online, with fans commenting: “Well ladies you did good!! Nobody could top Ms. Loretta singing it but you ladies actually sounded like y’all rolled right out of a holler somewhere!” Another perfectly captured the night’s essence: “You have to love and respect all the smiles and standing ovations from the crowd…this was a great presentation!”
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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