Mack The Knife Lyrics

Mack The Knife lyrics

Writers: Weill/Brecht/Blitzstein 

 

 Oh, the shark has pretty teeth dear

 And he shows 'em, 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's never, never a trace of red

 

 On the sidewalk, one Sunday morning

 Lies a body, oozin' life

 Someone's sneaking 'round 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's 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's 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't gonna add nothing new

 

 But with this big band, jumping behind me

 Swinging hard, Jack, I now I can't lose

 When I tell you, all about Mack the Knife babe

 It's 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're 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's back in town

 You'd better lock your doors, and call the law

 Because Macheath's back in town