Back through the years, I go wanderin' once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
And 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, sewin' every piece with love
She made my coat of many colors that I was so proud of
While Mama sewed, she told a story from the Bible she had read
'Bout a coat of many colors Joseph wore and then she said
"I hope 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 'em of the love my mama sewed in every stitch
And I told 'em 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