Shania: Back through the years As I go wonderin´ once again Back through the seasons of my youth I recall a box of rags someone gave us And how my Mama put the 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
Dolly and Shania: 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" 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
Shania: 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
And I just couldn´t understand it For I felt I was rich And I told `em of the love My 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
Dolly and Shania: But they didn´t understand it And I tried to make them see That one is only poor only if they choose to be And 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 meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.