(Verse 1)
Mama worked her fingers to the bone
In a little house we called our own
Threads of hope in every seam
Stitching more than it could seem
(Pre-Chorus)
We didn’t have much, but we had enough
Wrapped up in her gentle love
(Chorus)
Oh, she made me rich in the poorest days
With a heart so strong in so many ways
No gold or silver could rise above
That handmade coat of love
(Verse 2)
Kids would laugh as I walked by
But they couldn’t see the reason why
Every color, every line
Held a prayer she stitched in time
(Bridge)
Now I wear it in my soul
More precious than the finest gold
(Chorus (Repeat)
Oh, she made me rich in the poorest days
With a heart so strong in so many ways
No gold or silver could rise above
That handmade coat of love
