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Back through the years I go wondering once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
And I recall this box of rags that someone gave us
And how my mamma put those rags to use
There were rags of many colours, but every piece was small
I didn't have a coat and it was way down in the fall
Mamma sewed the rags together, sewing ever piece with love
She made my coat of many colours, that I was so proud of
While mamma sewed she told the story from the bible she had read
About a coat of many colours Joseph wore and then she said
My hope this coat will bring you, good luck and happiness
And I just couldn't wait to wear it
And mamma blessed it with a kiss
My coat of many colours that my mamma made for me
Made only from rags, but I wore it so proudly
And although we had no money I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colours, mamma made for me
So with patches on my breaches, holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colours, I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing and makin' fun of me
And my coat of many colours, mamma made for me
And oh, I couldn't understand it, cos I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love mamma sewed in ever stitch
I even told them of that story, mamma told me while she sewed in
And why my coat of many colours was worth more than all their clothes
They didn't understand it and I tried to make them see
One is only poor only if they choose to be
Its true we had no money, but I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colours, mamma made for me
'Cause she made it just for me...
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