Back through the years I go wondering once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags someone gave us
And how my mamma put those rags to use
There were rags of many Colors 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 she sewied ever piece with love
She made my coat of many Colors I was so proud of
As she sewed she told the story from the bible she had read
About a coat of many Colors Joseph wore and then she said
Perhaps this coat will bring you good love and happiness
And I just couldn't wait to wear it
As mamma blessed it with a kiss
My coat of many Colors that my mamma made for me
Made from only rags but I wore it so proudly
though we didn't have much money oh I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many Colors my mamma made for me
So with patches on my britches and holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many Colors well I started off to school
Just to find the children laughing and makin' fun of me
In my coat of many Colors 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
All about the story mamma told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many Colors
WAs worth more than all of their gold
They didn't under stand it and I tried to make them see
One's only poor only if you choose to be
We didnt have no money but I'm as rich as I could be
In my coat of many Colors my mamma made for me
In my coat of many Colors my mamma made just for me
