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Some Of You Young Folks Been Saying To Me, "hey Pops, What You Mean 'what A Wonderful World'? How About All Them Wars All Over The Place? You Call Them Wonderful? And How About Hunger And Pollution? That Aint So Wonderful Either." Well How About Listening To Old Pops For A Minute. Seems To Me, It Aint The World That's So Bad But What We're Doin' To It. And All I'm Saying Is, See, What A Wonderful World It Would Be If Only We'd Give It A Chance. Love Baby, Love. That's The Secret, Yeah. If Lots More Of Us Loved Each Other, We'd Solve Lots More Problems. And Then This World Would Be A Gasser.

Each Man Has His Own Music Bubbling Up Inside Him.

When I Was Young And Very Green, I Worte That Tune, Sister Kate, And Someone Said That's Fine, Let Me Publish It For You. I'll Give You Fifty Dollars. I Didn't Know Nothing About Papers, And Business, And I Sold It Outright.

As A Youngster In The Little Orphanage Home In New Orleans, I Was The Bugler Of The Institution. When I Got To Be Around 13 Or 14 Years Old, They Took Me Off The Bugle And Put Me In The Little Brass Band.

Give Me A Kiss To Build A Dream On And My Imagination Will Thrive Upon That Kiss Sweetheart, I Ask No More Than This A Kiss To Build A Dream On.