Back through the yearsI go wonderin' once againBack to the seasons of my youthI recall a box of rags that someone gave usAnd how my mama put the rags to useThere were rags of many colorsEvery piece was smallAnd I didn't have a coatAnd it was way down in the fallMama sewed the rags togetherSewin' every piece with loveShe made my coat of many colorsThat I was so proud ofAs she sewed, she told a storyFrom the Bible, she had readAbout a coat of many colorsJoseph wore and then she saidPerhaps this coat will bring youGood luck and happinessAnd I just couldn't wait to wear itAnd mama blessed it with a kissMy coat of many colorsThat my mama made for meMade only from ragsBut I wore it so proudlyAlthough we had no moneyWell, I was rich as I could beIn my coat of many colorsMy mama made for meSo with patches on my britchesAnd holes in both my shoesIn my coat of many colorsI hurried off to schoolJust to find the others laughingAnd are making fun of meIn my coat of many colorsMy mama made for meAnd oh, I couldn't understand itFor I felt I was richAnd I told 'em of the loveMy mama sewed in every stitchAnd I told 'em all the storyMama told me while she sewedAnd how my coat of many colorsWas worth more than all their clothesBut they didn't understand itAnd I tried to make them seeThat one is only poorOnly if they choose to beNow I know we had no moneyBut I was rich as I could beIn my coat of many colorsMy mama made for meMade just for me
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Dolly Rebecca Parton (Pittman Center, Tennessee, 19 de enero de 1946-Nashville, Tennessee, 25 de agosto de 2026)fue una cantante, compositora, actriz, productora, escritora, filántropa y empresaria estadounidense. Es considerada como una de las mejores…
