Kenny Rogers Lyrics

Kenny Rogers Lyrics

"Coat of Many Colors Lyrics"

Dreams Lyrics
Dreams close the reality of truth An endless sleep - an immortal life Reality banned to the past Fixation of another world Floating on glass clouds I can fly I feel free Feelings of life are d

Back through the years
I go wonderin' 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
REVIVAL Lyrics
Well I passed you by this morning You were stumblin' down the street And by the look upon your face I could tell you wasn't Feeling too sweet - You dropped down to the bottom - That's wha
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
Chorus:
My coat of many colors
That my momma made for me
Made only from rags
But I wore it so proudly
Now I know we had no money,
But I was r
Jazzin Lyrics
You can charge a limo on a big account Hey, hey, hey You can spend your cash in large amounts It won't run out now baby No matter what you buy You're jazzin' with the big boyz, mama
ich 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
My momma made for me
Chorus
I couldn't understand it
For I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love
My momma sewed in every st
P.S. Love the Black Lyrics
Make a wish upon your middle finger wasting your affections on another dark haired girl with skin so pale its translucence pulls you in and chokes you up I just came by to kill you nobody was home. <
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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
Chorus
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