Mack The Knife

A A6 Bm Bm7 Well, the shark has, pretty teeth dear, E E7 A And he keeps them, pearly white. F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7 Just a jackknife, has old Mack Heath dear, E E7sus4 E7 A E7 And he keeps it out of sight. A A6 Bm Bm7 When the shark bites, with his teeth dear, E E7 A Scarlet billows, start to spread. F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7 Fancy gloves though, wears old Mack Heath dear, E E7sus4 E7 A E7 So there's never, a trace of red. A A6 Bm Bm7 Sunday morning, on the sidewalk, E E7 A Lies A body, oozing life. F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7 And some one's creeping, around the corner, E E7sus4 E7 A E7 Could that someone be Mack the knife? A A6 Bm Bm7 From a tug A boat, A6 on the Bm river, Bm7 E E7 A A cement bag's, dropping down. F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7 The cement's just, for the weight dear, E E7sus4 E7 A E7 Five 'll get you ten, old Mackys’ back in town. A A6 Bm Bm7 Louis Miller, disappeared dear, E E7 A After drawing, all his cash. F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7 And old Mack Heath spends, like a sailor. E E7sus4 E7 A E7 Did our boy do something rash? A A6 Bm Bm7 Suky Tawdry, Jenny Diver, E E7 A Look out Miss Lotte Lenya, and old Lucy Brown. F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7 Well, the line forms, on the right girls, E A D A E A Now that Mackys’ back in town!