Luyện nghe bài hát Coat of Many Colors (The Voice Performance)

Back through the
I go once again
to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags someone gave us
And how my put the rags to use
There rags of many colors
Every was small
And I didn't have a
And it was way down in the
Momma the rags together
Sewin' every piece with
She my coat of many colors
That I was so of

As she sewed, she told a
the bible, she had read
About a coat of many
Joseph and then she said
Perhaps this coat bring you
Good luck and
And I couldn't wait to wear it
And momma blessed it a kiss

My coat of colors
That my momma for me
Made from rags
But I wore it so
we had no money
I was rich as I be
In my coat of colors
My momma for me

So with on my britches
Holes in my shoes
In my coat of many
I hurried off to
Just to find the laughing
And fun of me
In my coat of many
My made for me

And oh I understand it
For I felt I was
And I told of the love
My momma sewed in stitch
And I 'em all the story
Momma told me while she
And how my of many colors
Was more than all their clothes

But they understand it
And I to make them see
one is only poor
Only if they to be
Now I we had no money
But I was as I could be
In my of many colors
My momma for me
Made for me