Coat Of Many Colors Dolly Parton

Coat Of Many Colors

Dolly Parton

Jennifer King

2002
0:00 2:58
Accordage Standard (E A D G B E)
Signature rythmique 2/2
Tonalité: Bb
Capo:
Case 3
Rythmique 1

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Paroles

[Intro]
| G | - | - | - |

[Verse 1]
G
Back through the years I go wandering once again
                         C
Back to the seasons of my youth
    G
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
                                C
And how my mama put the rags to use

[Verse 2]
           G
There were rags of many colors,
every piece was small
                                    D7
And I didn't have a coat and it was way down in the fall
     G                               C
Mama sewed the rags together sewing every piece with love
            G                        D7       G
She made my coat of many colors that I was so proud of

[Verse 3]
       G
As she sewed,
she told a story from the Bible she had read
                                   D7
About a coat of many colors Joseph wore and then she said
   G                                  C
Perhaps this coat will bring you good luck and happiness
           G                                  D7
And I just couldn't wait to wear it and momma blessed it
       G
with a kiss

[Bridge]
   C                           G
My coat of many colors that my mama made for me
C                         G               D7
Made only from rags but I wore it so proudly
  G                            C
Although we had no money I was rich as I could be
      G                      D7            G
In my coat of many colors my mama made for me

[Verse 4]
E7        A
  So with patches on my britches and holes in both my shoes
                               E7
In my coat of many colors I hurried off to school
        A                            D
Just to find the others laughing and making fun of me
      A                      E7            A
In my coat of many colors my mama made for me

[Verse 5]
And oh,
I couldn't understand it for I felt I was rich
                                         E7
And I told them of the love my mama sewed  in every stitch
          A                A7          D
And I told them all the story mama told me while she sewed
           A                             E7
And how my coat of many colors was worth more than all
      A
their clothes

[Bridge]
A7         D                          A
  But they didn't understand it and I tried to make them
A7
see
     D                     A                 E7
That one is only poor only if they choose to be
          A          A7              D
Now I know we had no money but I was rich as I could be
      A                      E7            D
In my coat of many colors my mama made for me
          A
Made just for me

Mesures

[Intro]
| G | - | - | - |

[Verse 1]
| G | - | - | - |
| - | - | C | - |
| G | - | - | - |
| - | - | C | - |

Back through the years I go wandering once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my mama put the rags to use

[Verse 2]
| G | - | -  | - |
| - | - | D7 | - |
| G | - | C  | - |
| G | - | D7 | G |
| - |

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
Mama sewed the rags together sewing every piece with love
She made my coat of many colors that I was so proud of

[Verse 3]
    | G | - | -  |
| - | - | - | D7 |
| - | G | - | C  |
| - | G | - | D7 |
| G | - |

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

[Bridge]
         | C | - |
| G | -  | C | - |
| G | D7 | - | G |
| - | C  | - | G |
| - | D7 | G | - |

My coat of many colors that my mama 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 mama made for me

[Verse 4]
| E7 | - | A | - |
| -  | - | - | - |
| E7 | - | A | - |
| D  | - | A | - |
| E7 | A | - | - |
| -  | - | - | - |
| -  |

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 my mama made for me

[Verse 5]
     | E7 | - | A |
| A7 | D  | - | A |
| -  | E7 | A |

And oh,
I couldn't understand it for I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love my mama sewed  in every stitch
And I told them all the story mama told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colors was worth more than all
their clothes

[Bridge]
             | A7 |
| D | - | A  | A7 |
| D | - | A  | E7 |
| - | A | A7 | D  |
| - | A | -  | E7 |
| D | - | A  |

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 mama made for me
Made just for me

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