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
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
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
And I just couldn't wait to wear it
And momma blessed it with a kiss
And oh I couldn't understand it
And I told 'em 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 didn't understand it
And I tried to make them see
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
