Back through the years I go wondering again to the seasons of my youth I a box of rags that someone gave us And how my mamma put rags to use
were rags of many colours, and every piece was small And I didn't have a coat and it was way down in the Mamma sewed the rags together, sewing ever piece love She made my coat of colours, that I was so proud of
As she sewed she told the from the bible she had read About a coat of many colours, Joseph wore and they she Perhaps this coat will bring you, much love and And I just couldn't wait to wear it, and blessed it with a kiss
My coat of many that mamma made for me only rags, but I wore it so proudly Although we had no money. oh I was as I could be In my of many colours, my mamma made for me
So with patches on my breaches and holes in both my In my coat of many colours, I hurried off to Just to find the others laughing and fun of me In my coat of many colours, my made for me
Oh, I couldn't understand it, for I I was rich And I told them of the my mamma sewed in ever stitch And I told them all the story, mamma told me while she And how my of many colours is worth more than all of their clothes
didn't under stand it and I tried to make them see That one is only poor if they choose to be Now I we have no money, but I'm as rich as I could be In my coat of colours, my mamma made for me In my coat of many colours, my mamma just for me