Coat Of Many Colours
Back through the years, I go wonderin' once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags, someone gave to us
And how my momma put those rags to use
There were rags of many colours, some of them was small
I didn't have a coat, and it was way down in the fall
Momma sewed the rags together, sewin' every piece with love
She made my coat of many colours, that I was so proud of
As she sewed she told a story, from the bible, she had read
About a coat of many colours, Joseph wore and then she said
Perhaps this coat will bring you, good luck and happiness
I just couldn't wait to wear it, my momma blessed it with a kiss
That coat of many colours, that my momma made for me
Made only from rags, and I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money, I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colours, that my momma made for me
So with patches on my britches, with holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colours, I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing, making fun of me
In my coat of many colours, that my momma made for me
That coat of many colours, that my momma made for me
Made only from rags, and I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money, I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colours, that my momma made for me, made for me
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags, someone gave to us
And how my momma put those rags to use
There were rags of many colours, some of them was small
I didn't have a coat, and it was way down in the fall
Momma sewed the rags together, sewin' every piece with love
She made my coat of many colours, that I was so proud of
As she sewed she told a story, from the bible, she had read
About a coat of many colours, Joseph wore and then she said
Perhaps this coat will bring you, good luck and happiness
I just couldn't wait to wear it, my momma blessed it with a kiss
That coat of many colours, that my momma made for me
Made only from rags, and I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money, I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colours, that my momma made for me
So with patches on my britches, with holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colours, I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing, making fun of me
In my coat of many colours, that my momma made for me
That coat of many colours, that my momma made for me
Made only from rags, and I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money, I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colours, that my momma made for me, made for me
Credits
Writer(s): Dolly Parton
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