Luyện nghe bài hát Coat Of Many Colors

Back through the years I go wonderin' once
to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of that someone gave us
And how my put the rags to use

There were rags of many colors and every was small
And I didn't have a coat and it was way down in the
Momma sewed the rags together sewin' every piece love
She made my coat of colors that I was so proud of

As she sewed, she told a story the Bible, she had read
About a coat of many colors wore and then she said
"Perhaps this will brang you good luck and happiness"
And I just couldn't wait to it and momma blessed it with a kiss

My coat of colors that my momma made for me
Made only rags but I wore it so proudly

Although we had no oh I was rich as I could be
In my of many colors my momma made for me

So with patches on my britches, holes in both my
In my coat of many I hurried off to school
Just to find the laughing and making fun of me
and my coat of many colors my made for me

And oh I couldn't that for I thought I was rich
And then I told them of the my momma sewed in every stitch
And I told 'em all the story momma told me while she
And why my coat of many colors was worth than all their clothes

They didn't it and I tried to make them see
One is only poor if you choose to be

It is true we had no but I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors made for me
just for me