back through the years i go wonderin 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 colors 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 colors that i was so proud of 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 so with patches on my britches holes in both my shoes in my coat of many colors i hurried off to school just to find the others laughing and making fun of me in my coat of many colors my momma made for me and oh i couldn t understand it for i felt i was rich and i told them of the love my momma sewed in every stitch and i told em all the story momma told me while she sewed and how my coat of many colors was worth more than all their clothes but they didn t understand it and i tried to make them see that one is only poor only if they choose to be now i know we had no money but i was rich as i could be in my coat of many colors my momma made for me made just for me