Back through the years I go wonderin´ once again Back through the seasons of my youth 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 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
As she sewed she told a story From the Bible she had read About 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 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 laughin´ And making fun of me In my coat of many colors My Mama made for me
No I couldn´t understand it For I felt I was rich And I told `em of the love Mama sewed in every stich And I told `em all the stories Mama told me while she sewed And how my coat of many colors Was worth more than all their clothes
They didn´t understand it And I tried to make them see That one is only poor only If they choose to be Although we had no money I was rich as I could be In my coat of many colors My Mama made for meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.