Coat Of Many Colors ~ A Three Chord Song

Coat Of Many Colors

G
Back through the years I go wondering once again
                          C
Back to the seasons of my youth
  G
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
                                   C
And how my momma put these rags to use
 
           G
There were rags of many colors and every piece was small
                                                    D7
And I didn't have a coat and it was way down in the fall
      G                              C
Momma sewed the rags together sewing ever piece with love
            G                   D7                  G
She made my coat of many colors that I was so proud of
 
 
As she sewed she told the story from the Bible she had read
                                                     D7
About a coat of many colors Joseph wore and then she said
   G                                  C
Perhaps this coat will bring you much love and happiness
                            G
And I just couldn't wait to wear it
          D7                G
And momma blessed it with a kiss
 
   C                           G
My coat of many colors that my momma made for me
C                    G              D7
Made only rags but I wore it so proudly
  G                         C
Although we had no money oh I was rich as I could be
      G                   D7               G
In my coat of many colors my momma made for me
 
 
So with patches on my breaches and holes in both my shoes
                                           D7
In my coat of many colors I hurried off to school
        G                            C
Just to find the others laughing and making fun of me
      G                   D7               G
In my coat of many colors my momma made for me
 
 
Oh I couldn't understand it for I felt I was rich
                                                   D7
And I told them of the love my momma sewed in ever stitch
      G                       C
And I told them all the story momma told me while she sewed
           G
And how my coat of many colors
   D7                           G
Is worth more than all of their clothes
 
     C                           G
They didn't under stand it and I tried to make them see
C                     G                     D7
That one is only poor only if they choose to be
      G                         C
Now I know we have no money but I'm as rich as I could be
      G                   D7                G
In my coat of many colors my momma made for me

This is one of my very favorite songs to play and sing.

I hope that you enjoy it, too.

Enjoy each day and keep a song in your heart.

Connie