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