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Back through the years I go wandering once again |
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back to the seasons of my youth |
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I recall, a box of rags that someone gave us |
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and how my mama put the rags to use. |
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There were rags of many colors, and every piece was small |
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and I didn't have a coat and it was way down in the fall |
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Mama sewed the rags together, sewin every Piece with love |
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She made my coat of many colors that I was so proud of. |
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As she sewed she told a story from the bible she had read |
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About a coat of many colors, Joseph wore and then she said |
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"Perhaps this coat will bring you, good luck and hapiness." |
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And I just couldn't wait it to wear and mama blessed it with a kiss. |
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My coat of many colors that my mama made for me |
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Made only from rags, but I wore so proudly |
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Although we had no money I was rich as I could be |
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In my coat of many colors, my mama made for me. |
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So with patches on my britches, and holes in both my shoes |
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in my coat of many colors, I hurried off to school |
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Just to find the others laughing, and making fun of me |
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In my coat of many colors, my mama made for me. |
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And oh, I couldn't understand it, for I felt I was rich |
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And I told them of the love my mama sewed in every stitch |
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And I told them all story, the mama told me while sewed |
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And how my coat of many colors, was worth more than all their clothes. |
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But they didn't understand it and I tried to make them see |
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that one is only poor, only if they choose to be |
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Now I know we had no money, but I was rich as I could be |
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In my coat of many colors, my mama made for me... |
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made for me |
![Coat of Many Colors[Live]](/storage/10/91114.jpg "Coat of Many Colors[Live]")