Mack the Knife

Mack the Knife - Bobby Darin, 1959 (capo 3rd fret)
 
 
[Verse]
          C                 Dm
Well, the shark has, pretty teeth dear,
       G                  C
And he keeps them, pearly white.
       Am                     Dm
Just a jackknife, has old Mack Heath dear,
       G                      C      G
And he keeps it        out of sight.
 
[Verse]
         C                     Dm
When the shark bites, with his teeth dear,
        G                 C
Scarlet billows, start to spread.
       Am                           Dm
Fancy  gloves though, wears old Mack Heath dear,
           G                        C    G
So there's never,        a trace of red.
 
[Verse]
       C               Dm
Sunday morning, on the sidewalk,
       G            C
Lies A body, oozing life.
               Am                  Dm
And some one's creeping, around the corner,
           G                          C      G
Could that someone        be Mack the knife?
 
[Verse]
          C                 Dm
From a tug [A] boat, [A6] on the [Bm] river, [Bm7]
    G                    C
A cement bag's, dropping down.
      Am                  Dm
The cement's just, for the weight dear,
                 G                               C     G
Five 'll get you ten,        old Mackys’ back in town.
 
[Verse]
      C            Dm
Louis Miller, disappeared dear,
      G                C
After drawing, all his cash.
             Am                  Dm
And old Mack Heath spends, like a sailor.
        G                       C     G
Did our boy        do something rash?
 
[Verse]
     C             Dm
Suky Tawdry, Jenny Diver,
              G                    C
Look out Miss Lotte Lenya, and old Lucy Brown.
          Am                Dm
Well, the line forms, on the right girls,
         G               C      F C G C
Now that Mackys’ back in town!
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