D
     Back through the years I go wondering once again
                               G7
     Back to the seasons of my youth
          D
     I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
                                       G7
     And how my mamma put these rags to use


                D
     There were rags of many colours,and every piece was small
                                         A
     And I didn't have a coat and it was way down in the fall
            D                               G7
     Mamma sewed the rags together, sewing every piece with love
                  D                         A
     She made my coat of many colours,that I was so proud of


      D
     As she sewed she told the story from the bible she had read
                                          A
     About a coat of many colours Joseph wore and they she said
          D                                 G7
     Perhaps this coat will bring you much love and happiness
                      D
     And I just couldn't wait to wear it
                A                    D
     And mamma blessed it with a kiss


         G7                        D
     My coat of many colours that mamma made for me
      G7                  D                A
     Made only rags,but I wore it so proudly
          D                         G7
     Although we had no money, oh I was rich as I could be
            D                        A                D
     In my coat of many colours, my mamma made for me


     (CHANGE KEY HED )

      E
     So with patches on my breaches and holes in both my shoes
                                   B7
     In my coat of many colours, I hurried off to school
              E                                A
     Just to find the others laughing and makin' fun of me
           E                         B7            E
     In my coat of many colours, my mamma made for me


     Oh, I couldn't understand it, for I felt I was rich
                                            B7
     And I told them of the love my mamma sewed in every stitch
            E                             A
     And I told them all the story mamma told me while she sewed
                 E
     And how my coat of many colours
                B7
     is worth more than all of their clothes


           A                          E
     They didn't understand it and I tried to make them see
          A                     E                    B7
     That one is only poor only if they choose to be
           E                                 A
     Now I know we have no money, but I'm as rich as I could be
            E                       B7                E
     In my coat of many colours, my mamma made for me

       A                    E
     Yeah just for me.....