Writer(s): weill/brecht/blitzstein
Oh, the shark has pretty teeth dear
And he shows 抏m, pearly white
Just a jack knife has macheath dear
And he keeps it way out of sight
When that shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows begin to spread
Fancy gloves though has macheath dear
So there抯 never, never a trace of red
On the sidewalk, one sunday morning
Lies a body, oozin� life
Someone抯 sneaking 抮ound the corner
Could that someone be mack the knife
From a tugboat, on the river going slow
A cement bag is dropping on down
You know that cement is for the weight dear
You can make a large bet mackie抯 back in town
My man louis miller, he split the scene babe
After drawing out all the bread from his stash
Now macheath spends like a sailor
Do you suppose our boy, he抯 done something rash
Old satchmo, louis armstrong, bobby darrin
Did this song nice, lady ella too
They all sang it, with so much feeling
That old blue eyes, he ain抰 gonna add nothing new
But with this big band, jumping behind me
Swinging hard, jack, I now I can抰 lose
When I tell you, all about mack the knife babe
It抯 an offer, you can never refuse
We got patrick williams, bill miller playing that piano
And this great big band, bringing up the rear
All the band cats, in this band now
They make the greatest sounds, you抮e ever gonna hear
Oh sookie taudry, jenny diver, polly peachum, old miss lulu brown
Hey the line forms, on the right dear
Now that macheath抯 back in town
You抎 better lock your doors, and call the law
Because macheath抯 back in town
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