Back through the years I go wonderin' once again Back to the seasons of my youth I recall a box of rags that someone gave us And how my momma put those rags to use
There were rags of many colors Every piece was small And I didn't have a coat And it was way down in the fall Momma sewed the rags together Sewin' every piece with love She made my coat of many colors That I was so proud of
While momma sewed, she told a story From the bible, she had read Bout a coat of many colors Joseph wore and then she said Now I hope this coat will bring you Good luck and happiness And I just couldn't wait to wear it And momma blessed it with a kiss
My coat of many colors That my momma gave for me Made only from rags But I wore it so proudly And although we had no money I was rich as I could be In my coat of many colors My momma made for me
So with patches on my britches And holes in both my shoes In my coat of many colors Well I hurried off to school Just to find the others laughing And making fun of me In my coat of many colors That my momma made for me
Oh I couldn't understand it For I felt that I was rich And I told them of the love My momma sewed in every stitch And I told them all the story Momma told me while she sewed And how my coat of many colors Was worth more than all their clothes
They didn't understand it And I tried to make them see That one is only poor Only if they choose to be Oh, it's true we had no money But I was rich as I could be In my coat of many colors My momma made for me 'Cause she made it just for me