Coat of Many Colors

Back through the years I go wondering once again        Back to the seasons of my/ youth        I re/call a box of rags that someone gave us        And how my mamma put these rags to/ use        There were/ rags of many coloursand every piece was small        And I didn’t have a coat and it was/ way down in the fall        Mamma/ sewed the rags togethersewing/ every piece with love        She made my/ coat of many coloursthat/ 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 then she said        Per/haps this coat will bring you good/luck and happiness        And I just could/n’t wait to wear it        And mamma/ blessed it with a kiss        My. coat of many colours that/ my mamma made for me        Made only from ragsbut I/ wore it so proud/ly        Al/though we had no money.oh I/ was rich as I could be        In my/ coat of many coloursmy/ mamma made for me       (CHANGE CORDS HERE)        So with patches on my breaches and holes in both my shoes        In my coat of many coloursI/ hurried off to school        Just to/ find the others laughing and mak/in’ fun of me        In my/ coat of many coloursmy/ mamma made for/ me        OhI couldn’t understand itfor 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        was 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 had no moneybut I was as/ rich as I could be        In my/ coat of many colours my/ mamma made for me      Made just for me.....