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We only got the bare necessities
Growin' up in Johnson Bottom
But we were grateful for what we had
And were mighty glad when we got 'em
Daddy worked hard in the coal mines
Mother fed us and kept the house clean
All seven youngins had chores to do
With school and play in between
No matter how hard our Daddy worked
The money didn't go far enough
Somebody always needed somethin'
And at times, it was pretty rough
Daddy was a member of the local union
And at a meetin' one night he was asked
If he would take the job of secretary
Even though it was a really big task
He surely didn't need another heavy load
But the money would come in handy
Daddy knew that he could do the job
So he told 'em that'd be fine and dandy
That night after the meetin' was over
Daddy lugged home some great big boxes
We were so eager to see what he had
We scurried 'round like a bunch of foxes
He set up an office in the old wash house
That was built right off the kitchen
And told us all that if we bothered his stuff
We'd be sure to get a good switchin'
Daddy kept that job for many years
Until the old coal mine closed down
All that extra work helped to pay the bills
And bought us treats when he went to town
He never did learn the proper typin' technique
But he was good at huntin' 'n' peckin'
As long as he got the job done right
It just didn't matter, I reckon
I still remember that clickin' sound
And Daddy's index fingers a-flyin'
He could type a page in a minute or two
Without hardly even tryin'
I hold those memories close to my heart
Of Daddy peckin' out those pages
When he worked so hard to supplement
A coal miner's meager wages
Kathleen McCoy EldridgeŠ
May 6, 2006
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