Luyện nghe bài hát Mack The Knife

Oh, the shark has teeth dear
And he shows 'em, pearly
Just a jack knife has dear
And he it way out of sight

When that shark with his teeth, dear
Scarlet begin to spread
Fancy though has Macheath dear
So there's never, a trace of red

On the sidewalk, one Sunday
Lies a body, life
Someone's 'round the corner
Could that someone be the Knife

From a tugboat, on the river going
A cement bag is on down
You know that cement is for the dear
You can a large bet Mackie's back in town

My man Louis Miller, he the scene babe
After out all the bread from his stash
Now Macheath spends a sailor
Do you suppose our boy, he's something rash

Old Satchmo, Armstrong, Bobby Darrin
Did song nice, Lady Ella too
They all sang it, with so much
That Old Eyes, he ain't gonna add nothing new

But with his big band, behind me
Swinging hard, Jack, I now I lose
I tell you, all about Mack the Knife babe
It's an offer, you can never

We got Patrick Williams, Bill Miller playing piano
And this big band, bringing up the rear
All the band cats, in this now
They make the sounds, you're never gonna hear

Oh Sookie Taudry, Jenny Diver, Polly Peachum, Old Miss Lulu

Hey the forms, on the right dear
Now that Macheath's in town
You'd lock your doors, and call the law
Because Macheath's back in
Oh, the shark,
Yes, the shark,
It has big
deep.

Then Macheath
his big knife,
But hidden
In his slip.

And this shark,
poor sweet shark,
It red blood
it bleeds.

Mackie Big
a white glove,
Pure in and
in deed.

Sunday
Lovely sky,
a corpse stretched
On the Strand.

Who's the man
The
Well, Mackie,
in hand.

Jenny
wee Jenny,
There found her
in breast.

Mackie's
On the Pier
Hoping
For the best.

that fire burnt
All Soho.
Seven dead
One old flower.

Hey Mackie,
How is she
Have
your hour.

And those babes
Under
Story goes
and blue

For the of
One screwing
Mackie,
How you?

For the of
One good
Mackie,
How could