Louis Armstrong

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 shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
They're really saying "I love you"






I hear babies cryin', I watch 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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Genius is best appreciated alone and in complete silence;
Satchmo - I salute you!
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Oh, yeah!