Back through the years I go wandering once again

back to the seasons of my youth

I recall, a box of rags that someone gave us

and how my mama put the 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

Mama sewed the rags together, sewin every Piece with love
She made my coat of many colors that I was so proud of.

As she sewed she told a 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 luck and hapiness."
And I just couldn't wait it to wear and mama blessed it with a kiss.

My coat of many colors that my mama made for me
Made only from rags, but I wore so proudly

Although we had no money I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors, my mama made for me.

So with patches on my britches, and holes in both my shoes
in my coat of many colors, I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing, and making fun of me
In my coat of many colors, my mama made for me.

And oh, I couldn't understand it, for I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love my mama sewed in every stitch
And I told them all story, the mama told me while sewed
And how my coat of many colors, was worth more than all their clothes.

But they didn't understand it and I tried to make them see
that one is only poor, only if they choose to be

Now I know we had no money, but I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors, my mama made for me...
made for me