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, every piece was small
And I didn't have a coat, it was way down in the fall
Mamma sewed the rags together, she sewed ever piece with love
She made my coat of many colours, 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 then she said
Perhaps this coat will bring you, good luck and happiness
And I just couldn't wait to wear it, mamma blessed it with a kiss
My coat of many colours that my mamma made for me
Made from only rags, but I wore it so proudly
Though we didn't have much money, I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colours, my mamma made for me
Instrumental
So with patches on my breaches, holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colours, well I started off to school
Just to find the children laughing and makin' fun of me
In my coat of many colours, my mamma made for me
Now I didn't understand it, for I felt that I was rich
And I told them of the love my mamma sewed in ever stitch
I told them all about the story, mamma told me while she sewed
and 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
Though we didn't have much money, I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colours, my mamma made for me
In my coat of many colours, my mamma made, just for meeeee

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