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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, the dark secred night |
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And I think to myself, what a wonderful world |
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The colors of the rainbows, 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, saying how do you do? |
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They're really saying, I love you |
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I hear babies cry, 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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Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world |
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Oh yeah |
