Dave Van Ronk
Mack the Knife
Though the shark has, pretty teeth, dearAnd he shows 'em pearly whitesJust a jackknife has Mac Heath, dearAnd he keeps it, well out of sightWhen the shark bites, with his teeth, dearScarlet billows start to spreadFancy gloves, though, wears Mac Heath, dearSo there's not a trace of redOn the sidewalk, Sunday mornin'Lies a body oozin' lifeSomeones sneakin' 'round the cornerIs that someone Mack the Knife?From a tugboat, by the riverA cement bag droppin' downThe cement, that's just for the weight, dearI'll bet you Macky's back in townMr. Miller, disappeared, dearAfter drawin' out all of his cashWent tap city, and Mac Heath spends like a sailorDid our boy do, somethin' rash?Sukey Tawdry, Jenny DiverPolly Peacham, Miss Lucy BrownOh, the line forms on the right, dearNow that Macky's back in town
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