Dolly Parton performs “Coat of Many Colors”

"Coat of Many Colors" is a song written and recorded by American country music singer Dolly Parton, which has been described on a number of occasions as her favorite song she has written. It was released in October 1971 as the second single and title track from the album Coat of Many Colors.


She composed the song in 1969, while traveling with Porter Wagoner on a tour bus. (She explained in her 1994 memoir, My Life and Other Unfinished Business, because she could find no paper, as the song came to her, she wrote it on the back of a dry cleaning receipt from one of Wagoner's suits; when the song became a hit, Wagoner had the receipt framed.) She recorded the song in April 1971, making it the title song for her Coat of Many Colors album. The song reached #4 on the U.S. country singles charts

Dolly Parton - Coat of Many Colors


Back through the years I go 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

But 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

Oh, 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

And my coat of many colors

My momma made for me


And 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 '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

My momma made for me

Made just for me

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