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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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I see skies of blue and clouds of white |
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The bright blessed day and 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 shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?" |
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They're really saying "I love you" |
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I hear babies cryin', 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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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 shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?" |
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They're really saying "I love you" |
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I hear my babies cryin', I watch them grow |
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They'll learn much more than I'll ever ever know |
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And I think to myself, it's a wonderful world |
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I think to myself, what a wonderful world |
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What a wonderful world |
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And I think to myself, what a wonderful world |
