| F | Am | Bb | C7 |
| F | Am | Bb | F | |
| I see tr | ees of gr | een, r | ed roses t | oo |
| Gm7 | F | A7 | Dm7 |
| I see them bl | oom f | or me and y | ou |
| Db | Gm7 | C7 | F | C7 | |
| And I th | ink to myself, | what a w | onderful w | orld |
| F | Am | Bb | F | |
| I see sk | ies of bl | ue and cl | ouds of wh | ite |
| Gm7 | F | A7 | Dm7 |
| The bright, blessed d | ay and the d | ark, sacred n | ight |
| Db | Gm7 | C7 | F | |
| And I th | ink to myself, | what a w | onderful w | orld |
| C7 | F | |
| The c | olors of the rainbow, so pr | etty in the sky |
| C7 | F | |
| Are | also on the faces of p | eople goin’ by |
| Dm7 | C | |
| I see fr | iends shaking h | ands |
| Dm7 | C | |
| Saying, “H | ow do you d | o?” |
| Dm7 | Am | Gm7 | C7 |
| They’re really s | aying, | “I love y | ou.” |
| F | Am | Bb | F | |
| I hear b | abies cr | y, | I watch them gr | ow |
| Gm7 | F | A7 | Dm7 |
| They’ll learn much m | ore than | I’ll ever kn | ow |
| Db | Gm7 | C7 | F | D7 | |
| And I th | ink to myself, | what a w | onderful w | orld |
| Gm7 | C7 | F | Bb | F | |
| Yes, I th | ink to myself, | what a wonderful w | orld |
