Back through the years I go once again to the seasons of my youth I recall a box of rags that someone us And how my put these rags to use
There were rags of many colours, and piece was small And I have a coat and it was way down in the fall Mamma the rags together, sewing ever piece with love She made my coat of many colours, that I was so of
As she sewed she told the story the bible she had read About a coat of many colours, Joseph wore and they she this coat will bring you, much love and happiness And I just couldn't wait to it, and mamma blessed it with a kiss
My coat of colours that mamma made for me Made 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 my shoes In my coat of many colours, I off to school Just to the others laughing and makin' 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 them of the love my mamma sewed in ever stitch And I told them all the story, told me while she sewed And how my of many colours is worth more than all of their clothes
They didn't under it and I tried to make them see That one is only poor only if 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 made for me