Back through the years I go wondering once to the seasons of my youth I recall a box of rags someone gave us And how my mamma put rags 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 sewed the rags together, sewing piece with love She made my coat of colours, that I was so proud of
As she sewed she told the story the bible she had read About a coat of many colours, Joseph wore and they she Perhaps this coat will bring you, love and happiness And I just couldn't wait to it, and mamma blessed it with a kiss
My coat of many colours that mamma for me Made only rags, but I wore it so 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 holes in my shoes In my of many colours, I hurried off to school Just to find the laughing and makin' fun of me In my coat of colours, my mamma made for me
Oh, I couldn't it, for I felt I was rich And I told them of the love my mamma sewed in stitch And I told all the story, mamma told me while she sewed 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 That one is only poor only if they to be Now I know we have no money, but I'm as as I could be In my coat of colours, my mamma made for me In my coat of many colours, my mamma just for me