Eva Cassidy – Coat Of Many Colors (Guitar)

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Back through the years

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I go wonderin' once again

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Back to the seasons of my youth

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I recall a box of rags that someone gave us

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And how my momma put the rags to use

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There were rags of many colors

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Every piece was small

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And I didn't have a coat

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And it was way down in the fog

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Momma sewed the rags together

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Sewin' every piece with love

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She made my coat of many colors

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That I was so proud of

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As she sewed, she told a story

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From the bible, she had read

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About a coat of many colors

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Joseph wore and then she said

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Perhaps this coat will bring you

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Good luck and happiness

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And I just couldn't wait to wear it

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And momma blessed it with a kiss

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My coat of many colors

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That my momma made for me

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Made only from rags

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But I wore it so proudly

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Although we had no money

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I was rich as I could be

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In my coat of many colors

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My momma made for me

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But they didn't understand it

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And I tried to make them see

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That one is only poor

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Only if they choose to be

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Now I know we had no money

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But I was rich as I could be

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In my coat of many colors

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My momma made for me

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In my coat of many colors

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My mama made

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Just for me