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COAT OF MANY COLOURS by Dolly Parton
Ba
ck through the years I go wondering once again
Back to the seasons of my/
youth
I re/c
all a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my mamma put these rags to/
use
There were/
rags of many colours,and every piece was small
And I didn’t have a coat and it was/
way down in the fall
Mamma/ s
ewed the rags together,sewing/ ev
er piece with love
She made my/ c
oat of many colours,that/ I
was so proud of
A
s she sewed she told the story from the bible she had read
About a coat of many colours Joseph/ w
ore and they she said
Per/ha
ps this coat will bring you ,much/ l
ove and happiness
And I just could/n
’t wait to wear it
And mamma/ b
lessed it with a kiss
My. c
oat of many colours that/ m
amma made for me
M
ade only rags,but I/
wore it so proud/l
y
Al/tho
ugh we had no money.oh I/
was rich as I could be
In my/ c
oat of many colours,my/ m
amma made for me
(CHANGE CORDS HERE)
S
o with patches on my breaches and holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colours,I/
hurried off to school
Just to/ f
ind the others laughing and mak/in
’ fun of me
In my/
coat of many colours,my/ m
amma made for/
me
Oh,I couldn’t understand it,for I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love my mamma/ se
wed in ever stitch
And I/ t
old them all the story ,mamma/ t
old me while she
sewed
And how my/ c
oat of many colours
is worth/ mo
re than all of their clothes
They/ d
idn’t under stand it and I/ t
ried to make them see
That/
one is only poor only/
if they choose to be/
Now I/
know we have no money,but I’m as/
rich as I could be
In my/ c
oat of many colours, my/
mamma made for me
Ye
ah just for me…..
Cheers!!!
Charlie