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
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
