Well, the shark has pretty teeth dear
And he keeps them pearly white
Just a jackknife has old 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 old MacHeath dear
So there's never a trace of red
Sunday morning on the sidewalk
Lies a body oozing life
And some one's creeping around the corner
Could that some one be Mack the knife
From a tug boat on the river a cement
Bag's dropping down
The cement's just for the weight dear, five'll get
You ten ol' Macky's back in town
Louis Miller disappeared dear
After drawing all his cash
And old MacHeath spends like a sailor
Did our boy do someting rash
Suky Tawdry, Jenny Diver, look out
Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Well, the line forms on the right girls