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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 and the dark sacred night And I think to myself What a wonderful world Ooh Summertime, and the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high Your daddy's rich and your ma is good-lookin' Ah Ooh So hush little baby, Don't you cry I hear babies cry, I- I watch them grow They'll learn much more than I'll ever know And I think to myself What a wonderful world Yeah, I think to myself What a wonderful world
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