Back through the years I go wandering once again Back to the seasons of my youth I recall a box of rags that someone gave us And how my mama put those 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 Mama sewed the rags together sewin' every piece with love She made my coat of many colors that I was so proud of When she sewed she told a story from the Bible she had read 'Bout a coat of many colors Joseph wore again she said Perhaps this coat will bring you good luck and happiness And I just couldn't wait to wear it Mama blessed it with a kiss A coat of many colors that my mama made for me Made only from rags but I wore it so proudly I know we had no money but I was rich as I could be With my coat of many colors that my mama made for me Now with patches in my britches and holes in both my shoes In my coat of many colors I hurried off to school Just to find the others laughin' and makin' fun of me In my coat of many colors my mama made for me Now I did not understand it for I felt almost rich And I told them of the love my mama sewed in every stitch Then I told them all the stories mama told me while she sewed How my coat of many colors was worth more than all their clothes They did not understand it though I tried to make them see That one is only poor if they choose to be 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