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Coat Of Many Colours - Dolly Parton Cover


Hi Everyone

Several weeks ago I heard @jaydr cover this song by Dolly Parton and I've kinda had it stuck in my head since then.

The song tells a story from Dolly's childhood in rural Tennesse.She was the 4th of 12 children and grew up in poverty.

This song tells of a time someone gave a box of colourful rags to Dolly's mother which she used to sew a patchwork coat
to make a coat for Dolly to wear during the colder months of the year.

I figured I would take a shot at this wonderful little country song and see if I could do it any justice.

I hope you guys enjoy my version.

Back through the years
Im wanderin' once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my momma put the rags to use

There were rags of many colors
Every piece was small
And 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 colors
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
And I just couldn't wait to wear it
And momma blessed it with a kiss

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

So with patches on my britches
And holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colors
I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing
And making fun of me
In my coat of many colors
That I wore so proudly

And I couldn't understand it
For I felt I was rich
And I told 'em of the love
My momma sewed in every stitch
And I told 'em all the story
Momma told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colors
Was worth more than all their clothes

But they didn't understand it
And I tried to make them see
That one is only poor
Only if they choose to be
Now I know we had no money
But I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
That my momma made for me

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


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