Music: Mack the Knife by Louis Armstrong
Oh, the shark, has, pretty teeth, dear....and he shows them, pearly white...
Armstrong grew up at the bottom of the social ladder, in a highly segregated city, but one which lived in a constant fervor of music, which was generally called “ragtime”, and not yet “jazz”. Despite the hard early days, Armstrong seldom looked back at his youth as the worst of times but instead drew inspiration from it, “Every time I close my eyes blowing that trumpet of mine—I look right in the heart of good old New Orleans...It has given me something to live for
References
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Louis_Armstrong
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mack_the_Knife
Lyrics: Love story (Where do I begin)
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Oh, the shark, has, pretty teeth, dear....and he shows them, pearly white
Just a jackknife, has macheath, yeah.....and he keeps it, out of sight
When the shark bites, with his teeth, dear....scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves, though, wears macheath, yeah..so there’s not a trace, hmmmm of red
On the sidewalk...sunday morning, ...lies a body oozin’ life
Someone’s sneakin’ ’round the corner...is the someone, mack the knife?
From a tugboat.... by the river..... a cement bag’s, droopin’ down
Yeah, the cement’s just for the weight, dear...bet you mack, he’s back in town
Looky here louie miller, disappeared dear...after drawing, out his cash
And macheath spends, like a sailor...did our boy do, somethin’ rash?
Sukey tawdry, jenny diver..lotte lenya, sweet lucy brown
Oh, the line forms on the right, dears.....now that macky’s back in town
"take it satch"
Bobby Darin - Mack the Knife