Luyện nghe bài hát Mack The Knife

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

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

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

a tugboat, on the river going slow
A cement bag is on down
You know that is for the weight dear
You can make a large bet back in town

My man Louis Miller, he split the babe
After drawing out all the bread his stash
Now Macheath spends like a
Do you suppose our boy, done something rash

Old Satchmo, Louis Armstrong, Bobby
Did this nice, Lady Ella too
They all sang it, with so much
That Old Blue Eyes, he gonna add nothing new

But his big band, jumping behind me
hard, Jack, I now I can't lose
When I tell you, all about the Knife babe
It's an offer, you can refuse

We got Patrick Williams, Bill Miller playing piano
And this great big band, 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 Brown

Hey the forms, on the right dear
Now that back 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 it's
In his slip.

And this shark,
This sweet shark,
It sheds red
it bleeds.

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

Sunday
Lovely sky,
There's a stretched
On the Strand.

the man cruisin'
The
Well, Mackie,
in hand.

Jenny
wee Jenny,
There they her
in breast.

Mackie's
On the West
only
For the best.

Mind that fire
All Soho.
kids dead
One old flower.

Hey Mackie,
How is she
another
Hold hour.

And sweet babes
Under
goes that
Black and

For the of
One screwing
Mackie,
How could

For the of
One screwing
Mackie,
How could