“ASASAA” – Coat Of Many Colors; Lyrics By Dolly Parton

Back through the years
I go wondering 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 fog
Momma sewed the rags together
Sewing every piece with love
She made my coat of many colors
That I was so proud of
As she sewed, she told me 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

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
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

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 them 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

In my country Ghana, “Asasaa” is the name given to a cloth made of different patches of fabrics. The lyrics of Dolly Parton’s song made me remember late grandma’s “Asasaa” cloth she blessed me with when I was going to the boarding school for the first time in my life- somewhere in my teen age.

I recall how she pulled me to her room, sat me down on her bed and happily off-loaded the old wooden boxes that were packed on each other one after the other, till she got to the final box, where she pulled out her “Asasaa” cloth and presented it to me as a gift with a bold smile. Truly, I remember that scenario very well.

She said to me, “…….here my daughter, this was a gift from your great grand-mother(my mother) to me. I have kept it still this day and I want to give it to you because you’re the one after my heart. She gave me a long speech about the cloth, then finally concluded saying; Go and use it in remembrance of me. Any time you cloth yourself with it, remember how dear you are to me…….”.

Frankly speaking, that day was the best moment of my life till date. Her facial expression and mine curtail the love we both shared, of which she still remains my bestie. Sacredly, I still keep this cloth even though it’s old. One day, my kids will ask me, where from this tattered piece of cloth with many colors? I will tell them how it came about and why I still keep it. And I know, sweet granny would give me an invisible smile from Heaven above. Thank you, Dolly Parton, your song lyrics best describes my grandma’s “Asasaa” present to me; the very last present from her before she passed away.

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9 thoughts on ““ASASAA” – Coat Of Many Colors; Lyrics By Dolly Parton

  1. What a touching story. I have a dear friend from Ghana who has given me several garments from Ghana, and made by family members. It’s such bright, cheerful fabric. And how much more special yours is, because of that love between you and your grandmother. I really enjoyed reading this.

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  2. Can’t hold the tears neither can I face the fears
    I love to stop but the tears still drops from the top
    Am so touch though I can’t unfold the patch

    The deepest love have I been wrapped with is my mommy’s greatest love.
    Though she lives, I see her everyday but am scared of loosing her someday.

    Not the same as Dolly’s neither as comparing to yours but the feeling is alike if not the greatest.
    My mom sat me down on her sick bed and told me…
    “Kojo, I have nothing to leave you with but I give you what my mother (my grandmother) gave me and that is God. I give to you also This God please look after It with all your heart. That is what has helped me till now (I wonder if she thought she was not going to make it). The passion she poured that night keep echoing in my dreams each and every night.
    I love your story because that is the only best gift a mother can give to a daughter, grandma’s parcel.
    Thanks a lot for sharing.
    Anyway Grandma’s Parcel is a book am writing.

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    • Hmmm, Kojo……….honestly, I’m short of words. Indeed, your mum gave you the best present ever, just hold on to that God and your life will never be the same.

      Looking forward to reading your book on Grandma’s Parcel.

      Thanks a lot for passing by.

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