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back through the yearsi go wondering once again

back to the seasons of my youth

i recall a box of rags that someone gave us

and how my momma 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

momma 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 Josheph 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 momma blessed it with a kiss

my coat of many colors that my momma made for me

made only from rags but i wore it so proudly

i know we had money but i was rich as i could be in my coat of many colors

my momma made for me


so with patches on my britiches holes in both my shoes

in my coat of many colors i hurried off to school

just to find the others laughing and a making fun of me

in my coat of many colors my momma made for me

and oh i couldn't understand for i felt i was rich

and i told them all the love my momma sewed in every stich

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


but they didn't understand and i tried to make them see

one is only poor only if they choose to be

now i know we have no money but i was rich as i could be

in my coat of many colors momma made for me

made just for me