| I see trees of green, red roses too. |
I see them bloom for me and you. |
And I think to myself,
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What a wonderful world.
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I see skies of blue and clouds of white, |
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night. |
And I think to myself,
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What a wonderful world.
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The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky. |
Are also on the faces of people goin' by. |
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin': "How do you do?" |
They're really sayin', "I love you". |
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I hear babies crin', I watch them grow, |
There ain't much more, that I'll never know. |
And I think to myself,
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What a wonderful world.
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Yes, I think to myself,
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What a wonderful world.
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