Dolly Parton – Coat Of Many Colors

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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
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
I hope 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
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

Ik heb hier speciale gevoelens bij.
Wel wat anders, het verhaal, maar de reden van het maken van de jas en de intenties waren hetzelfde.


Toen ik ca. 10 jaar was, vermaakte mijn moeder een jas van mijn zusje van 9 jaar ouder voor mij, omdat ik het een verschrikkelijke jas vond.
Nog steeds vond ik het verschrikkelijk om hem te dragen, maar heb nooit meer iets daarvan gezegd, omdat mijn moeder mij had begrepen en zoveel moeite had gedaan om er nog iets moois van te maken.

Ik ben daar nooit mee geplaagd, het was echt nog niet zo erg als de schoenen van haar broer die mijn vriendinnetje moest dragen,, maar ik ben het nooit vergeten.

Al die gevoelens van toen kwamen weer boven, toen ik deze song hoorde.