Back the years I go wondering once again Back to the seasons of my I a box of rags that someone gave us And how my put these rags to use
There rags of many colours, and every piece was small And I have a coat and it was way down in the fall Mamma sewed the rags together, sewing ever with love She my coat of many colours, that I was so proud of
As she sewed she told the story from the bible she had 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 of many colours that mamma made for me Made only rags, but I wore it so we had no money. oh I was rich as I could be In my coat of many colours, my mamma for me
So with on my breaches and holes in both my shoes 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 felt I was And I told 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 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 many colours, my mamma for me In my coat of many colours, my just made for me