What a wonderful world
Louis Amstrong slow
I see trees of green, red ro-ses too
I see them bloom, for me and you
And I think to my-self
What a won-der-ful world
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright bles-sed days, the dark sa-cred nights
And I think to my-self
What a won-der-ful world
The co-lors of the rain-bow
So pret-ty in the sky
Are al-so on the fa-ces
Of peo-ple go-ing by
I see friends sha-king hands, sa-ying how do you do
They’re real-ly saying, I love you
I hear ba-bies cry, I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more
Than I’ll e-ver know
And I think to my-self
What a won-der-ful world
Yes, I think to my-self
What a won-der-ful world-