Back through the years I go once again Back to the seasons of my I recall a box of rags that someone us And how my mamma put rags to use
were rags of many colours, and every 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 my coat of many colours, that I was so proud of
As she sewed she the story from the bible she had read About a coat of 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 mamma it with a kiss
My coat of many colours mamma made for me only rags, but I wore it so proudly Although we had no money. oh I was rich as I be In my coat of colours, my mamma made for me
So with patches on my breaches and in both my shoes In my of many colours, I hurried off to school to find the others laughing and makin' fun of me In my coat of many colours, my mamma for me
Oh, I couldn't understand it, for I felt I was And I told them of the love my mamma sewed in 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 under stand it and I tried to make them see That one is poor only if they choose 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