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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
(FThe/ cBolo/rs/ o/f Fth/)e rC7ainFbow, so pretty in the sky C7AreF also on the faces of people goin' by DmI sCeeDm frCiends shaking hands, saying, "How do you do?" DmheyF#dimi7're rea Gmi7lly F#dimi7saying, Gmi7 "I C7lov Te you."
I hear (back to verse chords) Babies cry, I watch them grow They'll learn much more than I'll ever know, And I think to myself what a wonderful world
(FYes/ IAm7b5 think/ t)o D7mysGmi7elf, Gm7/C what C7b9a won FdeB6rfulF world.