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I see trees of red roses |
| I see them bloom, for me and for |
| And I think to |
| a wonderful world. |
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| I skies of of white |
| Bright blessed days, nights |
| And I think to myself |
| what a |
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| The colors of a rainbow, so pretty in the sky |
| Are also on the faces, of going by |
| I see shaking hands, sayin how do do |
| really sayin |
| I love you. |
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| I I watch them grow |
| They'll much I'll know |
| And I think to myself |
| what a world |
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| Yes I think to |
| what a wonderful world. |