Back through the yearsenter deleted
I go wonderin' wandering once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my momma mama put the rags to use
There were rags of many colors
Every and every piece was small
And I didn't have a coat
And and it was way down in the fog fall
MommaMama sewed the rags together
Sewin' sewing every piece with love
She made my coat of many colors
That that I was so proud of
As she sewed, sewed she told a story
From from the bible, Bible she had read
About a coat of many colorsenter deleted
Joseph wore and then she said
Perhaps this coat will bring you
Good good luck and happiness
And I just couldn't wait to wear it
And momma and mama blessed it with a kiss

My coat of many colors
That that my momma mama made for me
Made only from rags
But but I wore it so proudly
Although we had no moneyenter deleted
I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma my mama made for me

So with patches on my britches
Holes and holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colorsenter deleted
I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing
And and making fun of me
In my coat of many colors
My momma my mama made for meenter deleted
And oh I couldn't understand it
For for I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love
My momma my mama sewed in every stitch
And I told 'em all them of the story
Momma mama told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colors
Was was worth more than all their clothes
But theyThey didn't understand it
And and I tried to make them see
That one is only poor
Only only if they choose to be
NowI know we had no money
But but I was as rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma my mama made for me
Made made just for me