| I see trees of green, red roses too
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| I see them bloom for me and you
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| And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
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| And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
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| I see skies of blue and clouds of white
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| The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
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| And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
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| The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
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| Are also on the faces of people going by
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| I see friends shaking hands, sayin' «How do you do?»
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| They’re really saying «I love you»
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| I hear babies crying, I watch them grow
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| They’ll learn much more than I’ll ever know
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| And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
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| And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
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| Wonderful world…
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| A wonderful world…
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| A wonderful world…
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| A wonderful world…
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| Music & lyrics: George Douglas, George David Weiss |