Coat of Many Colors

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, but every piece was small

And I didn't have a coat and it was way down in the fall

Mama sewed the rags together, sewing 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 happiness"

And I just couldn't wait to wear it 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 it 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 the story mama told me while she 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 just for me