[A]Back through the years I go wonderin' once again
Back to the seasons of [D]my youth I re [A]call a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my momma put the rags to [D]use There were [A]rags of many colors
But every piece was small And I didn't have a coat
And it [E]was way down in the fall Momma [A]sewed the rags together
Sewin' every [D]piece with love She made my [A]coat of many colors That [E]I was so [A]proud of
As she [A]sewed, she told a story From the Bible she had read
About a coat of many colors Joseph [E]wore and then she said
Perhaps [A]this coat will bring you Good [D]luck and happiness
And I just [A]couldn't wait to wear it And momma [E]blessed it with a [A]kiss
My [D]coat of many colors That my momma [A]made for me
[D]Made only from rags But I [A]wore it so proudly [E]
Al [A]though we had no money I was [D]rich as I could be
In my [A]coat of many colors My [E]momma made for [A]me
So with [B]patches on my britches And holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colors I [F#]hurried off to school
Just to [B]find the others laughing And [E]making fun of me
In my [B]coat of many colors My [F#]momma made for [B]me
And oh, I [B]couldn't understand it For I felt I was rich
And I [B]told 'em of the love My momma sewed in every stitch
And I [B]told 'em all the story Momma [E]told me while she sewed
And [E]how my coat of many colors Was [B]worth more than all their [E]clothes
But they [E]didn't understand it And I [B]tried to make them see
[E]That one is only poor Only if they [B]choose to [F#]be
Now I [B]know we had no money But I was [E]rich as I could be
In my [B]coat of many colors [F#]My momma made f [E]or me Made just [B]for me
