[Verse 1] A coat of many colors crossed the valley floor, Dreams of bending sheaves had gone before. Sun, moon, and eleven stars bowed low; His brothers heard glory and hatred began to grow. His father sent him where the flocks had been; Dothan lay waiting with murder among kin. [Descending Refrain] Down, down, into the pit, No water below and no mercy in it. Down, down, while the traders draw near, Silver on the table and blood on the gear. [Verse 2] Reuben urged distance from killing outright, Planning to rescue the boy after night. Judah saw Ishmaelites crossing the sand: "What profit in blood when coin can change hands?" Twenty pieces answered; the caravan rolled, Joseph toward Egypt, a brother bought and sold. [Break] The coat met a young goat; the colors ran red. A father saw evidence and mourned him as dead. [Final Refrain] Down, down, into the road, Bound for a country he never had known. Down, down, but the dream traveled too; What hatred had buried, the Lord would bring through. The coat was returned, but the dream was not dead; Egypt received him while Jacob wept red.