Back through the years I go wondering once again 
Back to the seasons of my youth 
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us 
And how my mamma put these rags to use 

There were rags of many colours, and every piece was small 
And I didn't have a coat and it was way down in the fall 
Mamma sewed the rags together, sewing ever piece with love 
She made my coat of many colours, that I was so proud of 

As she sewed she told the story from the bible she had read 
About a coat of many colours, Joseph wore and they she said 
Perhaps this coat will bring you, much love and happiness 
And I just couldn't wait to wear it, and mamma blessed it with a kiss 

My coat of many colours that mamma made for me 
Made only rags, but I wore it so proudly 
Although we had no money. oh I was rich as I could be 
In my coat of many colours, my mamma made for me 

So with patches on my breaches and holes in both my shoes 
In my coat of many colours, I hurried off to school 
Just to find the others laughing and makin' fun of me 
In my coat of many colours, my mamma made for me 

Oh, I couldn't understand it, for I felt I was rich 
And I told them of the love my mamma sewed in ever stitch 
And I told them all the story, mamma told me while she sewed 
And how my coat of many colours is worth more than all of their clothes 

They didn't under stand it and I tried to make them see 
That one is only poor only if they choose to be 
Now I know we have no money, but I'm as rich as I could be 
In my coat of many colours, my mamma made for me 
In my coat of many colours, my mamma just made for me