[00:05.89]Back through the years
[00:08.08]I go wonderin once again
[00:11.81]Back to the seasons of my youth
[00:16.36]I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
[00:22.27]And how my momma put the rags to use
[00:27.50]There were rags of many colors
[00:31.17]Every piece was small
[00:33.70]And I didnt have a coat
[00:36.05]And it was way down in the fall
[00:39.24]Momma sewed the rags together
[00:42.06]Sewin every piece with love
[00:45.07]She made my coat of many colors
[00:47.98]That I was so proud of
[00:51.85]As she sewed she told a story
[00:54.63]From the bible she had read
[00:57.35]About a coat of many colors
[01:00.21]Joseph wore and then she said
[01:03.52]Perhaps this coat will bring you
[01:05.97]Good luck and happiness
[01:08.65]And I just couldnt wait to wear it
[01:11.56]And momma blessed it with a kiss
[01:16.00]My coat of many colors
[01:18.51]That my momma made for me
[01:21.78]Made only from rags
[01:24.44]But I wore it so proudly
[01:28.59]Although we had no money
[01:31.40]I was rich as I could be
[01:34.09]In my coat of many colors
[01:37.29]My momma made for me
[01:40.07]
[01:43.75]So with patches on my britches
[01:47.12]Holes in both my shoes
[01:49.50]In my coat of many colors
[01:52.48]I hurried off to school
[01:55.15]Just to find the others laughing
[01:58.02]And making fun of me
[02:00.77]In my coat of many colors
[02:03.80]My momma made for me
[02:07.36]And oh I couldnt understand it
[02:10.80]For I felt I was rich
[02:13.26]And I told them of the love
[02:15.75]My momma sewed in every stitch
[02:18.75]And I told em all the story
[02:21.77]Momma told me while she sewed
[02:24.14]And how my coat of many colors
[02:27.24]Was worth more than all their clothes
[02:31.35]But they didnt understand it
[02:34.11]And I tried to make them see
[02:37.34]That one is only poor
[02:39.89]Only if they choose to be
[02:44.01]Now I know we had no money
[02:46.66]But I was rich as I could be
[02:49.40]In my coat of many colors
[02:52.60]My momma made for me
[02:56.49]Made just for me
[02:58.74]

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 how my momma put the rags to use
There were rags of many colors
Every piece was small
And I didnt have a coat
And it was way down in the fall
Momma 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
Perhaps this coat will bring you
Good luck and happiness
And I just couldnt wait to wear it
And momma blessed it with a kiss
My coat of many colors
That my momma 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 momma made for me
So with patches on my britches
Holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colors
I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing
And making fun of me
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me
And oh I couldnt understand it
For I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love
My momma sewed in every stitch
And I told em all the story
Momma told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colors
Was worth more than all their clothes
But they didnt understand it
And I tried to make them see
That one is only poor
Only if they choose to be
Now I know we had no money
But I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me
Made just for me