Back through the years I go wonderin' once again Back to the seasons of my youth I recall a box of rags that someone gave us And my momma put those rags to use There were rags of many colors Every piece was small And I early in the fall Momma sewed the rags together She sowed 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 Perhaps this coat will bring you Good luck and happiness I just couldn't wait to wear it Cause momma blessed it with a kiss
My coat of many colors That my momma made for me Made from only rags But I wore it so proudly But we didn't have much money I was rich as I could be In my coat of many colors My momma made for me
They didn't understand And I tried to make them see That one is only poor Only if they choose to be Well we didn't have much money I was rich as I could be In my coat of many colors My momma made for me In my coat of many colours My momma made Just for meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
