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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bobby Darin
Bobby Darin
Vocals
Richard Weiss
Richard Weiss
Conductor
Romeo Penque
Romeo Penque
Flute
Osie Johnson
Osie Johnson
Drums
Barry Galbraith
Barry Galbraith
Guitar
Hank Jones
Hank Jones
Piano
Doc Severinsen
Doc Severinsen
Trumpet
Chauncey Welsch
Chauncey Welsch
Trombone
Frank Rehak
Frank Rehak
Trombone
Al DeRisi
Al DeRisi
Trumpet
Joe Cabot
Joe Cabot
Trumpet
Jerry Sanfino
Jerry Sanfino
Tuba
Milt Hinton
Milt Hinton
Upright Bass
Joe Soldo
Joe Soldo
Flute
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bertolt Brecht
Bertolt Brecht
Songwriter
Kurt Weill
Kurt Weill
Songwriter
Marc Blitzstein
Marc Blitzstein
Songwriter
Richard Weiss
Richard Weiss
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Carl Lustig
Carl Lustig
Engineer
Ahmet Ertegun
Ahmet Ertegun
Producer
Heinz Kubika
Heinz Kubika
Engineer
Herb Kaplan
Herb Kaplan
Engineer
Tom Dowd
Tom Dowd
Engineer
Jerry Wexler
Jerry Wexler
Producer
Nesuhi Ertegun
Nesuhi Ertegun
Producer
Herbert C. Abramson
Herbert C. Abramson
Producer

Lyrics

Oh the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear An' it shows them pearly white Just a jackknife has old Macheath, babe An' he keeps it outta sight You know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe Scarlet billows start to spread Fancy gloves though wears old Macheath, babe So there's never, never a trace o' red Now on the sidewalk, huh-huh, huh Ooh Sunday mornin', ah-ah Lies a body just oozin' life, eek! An' someone's sneakin' 'round the corner Could that someone be Mack the Knife? A there's a tugboat, ah, ah, ah-ah Down by the river, don't you know? Where a cement bag's just a-droopin' on down Oh, that cement is just, it's there for the weight, dear Five'll get you ten, old Mack he's back in town Now did ya hear about Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash And now Macheath, spends just like a sailor Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash? Na, na, Jenny Diver, ho, ho, yeah, Suky Tawdry Ooh, Miss Lotte Lenya, and Lucy Brown Oh, the line forms, on the right, babe Now that Mack, he's back in town I said, Jenny Diver, whoa, Suky Tawdry Look out to Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown Yes, that line forms on the right, babe Now that Mack, he's back in town Look out old Mack, he is back!
Writer(s): Kurt Weill, Marc Blitzstein, Bertolt Brecht Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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