Mack the Knife (Live)

Lyrics
> Oh the shark has pretty teeth dear And he shows them pearly white Just a jack-knife has Mac-heath, dear And he keeps it out of sight When the shark bites with his teeth, dear Scarlet billows start to spread Fancy gloves though wears Mac-heath, dear So there's not a trace, not a trace of red On the sidewalk on a Sunday morning Lies a body oozing life Someone's sneaking 'round that corner Tell me could it be, could it be Mack the Knife On a tugboat down by the river, don't you know A cement bag's dropping down The cement's just for the weight, dear Bet you that cat called Mack-heath, oh Mack-heath, he's back in town Oh Louie Miller that cat he disappeared, dear After drawing out, drawing out his cash And Mack-heath dear, he spends like a sailor Tell me, tell me did my boy do something bad? Ah, Suky Tawdry and old Lucy Brown (Scatting like Louie Armstrong) … Lucy Brown Yes, the line forms on the right, dear (Thank you folks, look out there Bobby Darrin You and me singing the same song… (Scats)) Bobby Darrin and Louie Armstrong They made a record - woo! What a record of this song And now Ella - Ella and her fellas We're making a rec- what a rec- such a record This same old song Yes, we've sung it Oo-oh we've swung it We've swung old Mac We've swung old Mac in town And for you people here Here in… …town Look out look out look out look out Holy mackerel I sees a lookout there! Oh Mack-heath's back in town He's back in Berlin town [wild applause] (Thank you ladies and gentlemen You know, I'm so embarrassed… This is where the first time I sang "Mack The Knife" And I got to the part of the town I couldn't think of it! (laughs) Oh!) << Transcribed from CD 02Aug22 caj
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