{title: What a wonderful world} {artist: Louis Armstrong} {time: 4/4} {tempo: 72} {key: F} {meta: author Frans-Willem Post, 2026-05-06} {comment: 4/4, 4 = 72} [F] {start_of_part: Intro} [F] [Bb/F] [FM7] [Bb/F] {end_of_part} {start_of_verse: Verse 1} I see [F]trees of [Am]green, [Bb] red roses [Am]too. [Gm] I see them [F]bloom [A7] for me and [Dm]you, And I [C#]think to myself: [Gm7] What a [C7]wonderful [F]world [Bdim] [BbM7] [C7] {end_of_verse} {start_of_verse: Verse 2} I see [F]skies of [Am]blue [Bb] and clouds of [Am]white. [Gm] The bright blessed [F]day,[A7] the dark sacred [Dm]night And I [C#]think to myself: [Gm7] What a [C7]wonderful [FM7]world [Bb/F] [FM7] {end_of_verse} {start_of_part: Bridge} The [Gm7]colours of the rainbow [C7] so [FM7]pretty in the [F6]sky Are [Gm7]also on the faces [C7] of [FM7]people going [F]by. I see [Dm]friends shaking [C]hands, saying: [Dm]"How do you [C]do?" [Dm] They're really [F#dim]saying: [Gm7]"I love [C7]you." {end_of_part} {start_of_verse: Verse 3} I hear [F]babies [Am]cry, [Bb] I watch them [Am]grow [Gm] They'll learn much [F]more [A7] than I'll, ever [Dm]know And I [C#]think to myself: [Gm7] What a [C7]wonderful [F]world [Eb9] [D7] Yes, I [Gm7]think to myself: [Gdim7/C] What a wonderful [FM7]world [Bb/F] [F] {end_of_verse}