| F | Am | Bb | Am |
| I see tree | s of gree | n, | red roses too | |
| Gm7 | F | A7 | Dm |
| I see them blo | om, | for me and you | |
| C#(#11) | Gm7/C | C7 | F | Bm7b5 | Bbmaj7 | C7 |
| And I thi | nk to myself, | what a w | onderful world | | | | |
| F | Am | Bb | Am |
| I see ski | es of blue | | and clouds of white | |
| Gm7 | F | A7 | Dm |
| The bright blessed d | ay, | the dark sacred n | ight |
| C#(#11) | Gm7/C | C7 | F | Bb/D | F/C | F |
| And I thi | nk to myself, | what a w | onderful world | | | | |
| Bb/C | C7 | Fmaj7 | F6 |
| The col | ors of the rainbow, | so p | retty in the s | ky |
| Bb/C | C7 | Fmaj7 | F6 |
| Are al | so on the faces | of | people going b | y |
| Dm | C/E | Dm/F | C/G |
| I see frie | nds shaking h | ands, saying h | ow do you d | o? |
| Dm | F#dim | Gm7 | C7 |
| They’re really s | aying, | I love | you |
| F | Am | Bb | Am |
| I hear ba | bies cry, | | I watch them grow | |
| Gm7 | F | A7 | Dm |
| They’ll learn much m | ore | than I’ll ever know | |
| C#(#11) | Gm7/C | C7 | F | Am7b5 | D9 |
| And I thin | k to myself, | what a wo | nderful world | | | |
| Gm7 | C7b9 | F | Bb6 | F |
| Yes I t | hink to myself, | what a wonderful world | | | |
