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What A Wonderful World I see trees of green, red roses too I see them bloom for me and you And I think to myself what a wonderful world. I see skies of blue and clouds of white The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night And I think to myself what a wonderful world. The colours of the rainbow so pretty in the sky Are also on the faces of people going by I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do But they're really saying I love you. I hear baby's cry, and I watched them grow They'll learn much more than I'll ever know And I think to myself what a wonderful world. Yes, I think to myself what a wonderful world.
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I see trees of green, red roses too I see them bloom for me and you And I think to myself what a wonderful world. I see skies of blue and clouds of white The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night And I think to myself what a wonderful world. The colours of the rainbow so pretty in the sky Are also on the faces of people going by I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do But they're really saying I love you. I hear baby's cry, and I watched them grow They'll learn much more than I'll ever know And I think to myself what a wonderful world. Yes, I think to myself what a wonderful world.
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