Back through the years I go wonderein' once again back to the seasons of my youth   I recall the box of rags that someone gave us 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 sewed 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 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 it all from the rags that 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 breaches and holes in both my shoes   In my coat of many colors I hurried off to school   Just to find the others laughin' and a makin' point of me   In my coat of many colors my mama made for me   And oh I couldn't understand it I felt I was rich   And I told them all the love my mama sewed in every stitch   And I told them all the story mama told me while she sewed   And how my coat of many colors was much more than all their clothes      But they didn't understand it and I tried to make them see   That one is only poor only if they used to be   Now I know we had no money I was rich as I could be   In my coat of many colors my mama made for me made just for me