Dig man! ...there goes Mack the knife



Oh the shark has, pretty teeth dear

And he shows them, pearly whites

Just a jackknife, has MacHeath dear

And he keeps it, out of sight



When that shark bites, with his teeth dear

Scarlet billows, start to spread

Fancy gloves though, wears MacHeath, dear

So there’s not a trace um of red



On the sidewalk, Sunday mornin Babe

Lies a body, oozin' life

Someone sneakin, round the corner

Is the someone, Mack the Knife?



From a tugboat, by the river bo bo

A cement bag's, drooppin down

Yeah the cements, just for the weight dear

Bet you Mac, hes back in town



Now looky here Louie Miller, disappeared dear

After drawin, 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....