Back through the years I go wan d’ring once a gain,

back to the sea sons of my (Eb)youth.

I re (Bb)call a box of rags that some one gave us

and how my ma ma put the rags to (Eb)use.

There were (Bb)rags of man y col ors from but the ev ’ry piece was small, a and I did n’t have a coat ors and it was (F)way down in the fall.

Ma ma (Bb)sewed the rags to geth er, sew ing (Eb)ev ’ry piece with love.

She made my (Bb)coat of man y col wear ors it, and that Ma ma (F)I was so (Bb)proud of.

And As she (Bb)sewed she told a sto ry from and the Bi ble she had read, a bout a coat of man y col ors my Jo seph (F)wore, and then she said, just “Per (Bb)haps this coat will bring you good a (Eb)luck and hap pi ness.” And I just (Bb)could n’t wait to col wear ors it, and my was worth (F)blessed it with (Bb)a kiss.

And oh, I

My But they (Eb)coat of man y col ors that my (Bb)ma ma made for me that (Eb)made on ly from rags but I (Bb)wore it so proud (F)ly.

Now Al (Bb)though we had no mon ey, ey, but I was (Eb)rich as I could be in my (Bb)coat of man y col ors my (F)ma ma made for me.

So with (F)ma ma made for me,

made just for (Bb)me.