Back through the years I go wondering once again

Back to the seasons of my youth

I recall a box of rags that someone gave us

And how my mamma put these rags to use

There were rags of many colours

And every piece was small

And 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

As she sewed she told the story

From the bible she had read

About a coat of many colours

Joseph wore and they she said

Perhaps this coat will bring you

Much love and happiness

And I just couldn't wait to wear it

And mamma blessed it with a kiss

My coat of many colours that mamma made for me

Made only from rags I wore it so proudly

Although we had no money

I was rich as I could be

In my coat of many colours

My 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 making fun of me

In my coat of many colours my mamma made for me

And I couldn't understand it for I felt I was rich

And I told them of the love my mamma

Sewed in ever stitch

And I told them all the story

Mamma told me while she sewed

And how my coat of many coloursis

Worth more than all of their clothes

They didn't under stand it and I tried to make them see

You one only poor only if they choose to be

Now I know we have no money

But I'm as rich as I could be

In my coat of many colours

My mamma made for me

She made just for me