Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mack The Knife , by - Earl Hines. Song from the album Tour De France, in the genre Традиционный джазRelease date: 13.02.1997
Record label: 1201
Song language: English
Mack The Knife |
| Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear |
| And he shows them, pearly white |
| Just a jackknife has MacHeath, 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 MacHeath, dear |
| So there’s not a trace, mmm of red |
| On the sidewalk, Sunday mornin', baby |
| Lies a body, oozin' life |
| Someone sneakin' around the corner |
| Is the someone, Mack the Knife? |
| From a tugboat, by the river |
| A cement bag's drooppin' down |
| Yeah, the cement's just for the weight, dear |
| Bet you Mack, he's back in town |
| Looky here Louie Miller, disappeared, dear |
| After drawing out his cash |
| And MacHeath spends like a sailor |
| Did our boy do somethin' rash? |
| Sukey Tawdry, Jenny Diver |
| Lotte Lenya, Sweet Lucy Brown |
| Oh, the line forms on the right, dears |
| Now that Mack, he's back in town |
| Take it, Satch |