Back through the years
I go wanderin' 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 colours
And every piece was small
And I didn't have a coat
And it was way down in the fall

​Momma sewed the rags together
Sewin' every piece with love
She made my coat of many colours
That I was so proud of

​My coat of many colors
That my momma made for me
Made only from rags
But I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money
I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me

​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
Good luck and happiness"
And I just couldn't wait to wear it
And momma blessed it with a kiss

​My coat of many colors
That my momma made for me
Made only from rags
But I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money
I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me (repeat)