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