Back through the I go wondering once again to the seasons of my youth I a box of rags that someone gave us And how my mamma put these to use
There were rags of many colours, and piece was small And I didn't have a coat and it was way down in the Mamma sewed the rags together, sewing ever 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 a coat of many colours, Joseph wore and they she said Perhaps this coat bring you, much love and happiness And I just couldn't wait to wear it, and blessed it with a kiss
My coat of colours that mamma made for me Made only rags, but I it so proudly Although we had no money. oh I was as I could be In my coat of many colours, my made 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 sewed in ever stitch And I told them all the story, mamma told me while she And how my coat of many colours is worth more than all of their
They didn't under it and I tried to make them see one is only poor only if they choose to be Now I we have no money, but I'm as rich as I could be In my of many colours, my mamma made for me In my coat of many colours, my mamma just for me