Back through the years
I go wondering 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 didn't have a cold
It was a .. fall
Sewed the rags together
She sowed every piece with love
She made my coat of many colors
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 couldnt 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 didnt understand
And I tried to make them see
One is only poor
Only if they choose to be
Well, we didnt 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 me