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