paroles de chanson Coat Of Many Colors - Susan McCann

Back through the years, I go wonderin' once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags someone gave to us
And how my momma put those rags to use

There were rags of many colours, some of them were small
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

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"
I just couldn't wait to wear it, my momma blessed it with a kiss

My coat of many colours that my momma made for me
Made only from rags, and I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money, I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colours, that my momma made for me

So with patches on my britches, with holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colours, I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing, making fun of me
In my coat of many colours my momma made for me

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 them of the story momma told me as she sewed
How my coat of many colours was worth more than all their clothes

They didn't understand it, and I tried to make them see
One is only poor only if they choose to be
Now I know we had no money, I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colours my momma made for me

Made for me