Marianne Faithfull - Mack the Knife Chords
Tempo:
84.35 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Oh the poor shark, yes the sweet [E] shark, it [Dbm] has big teeth, [Abm] buried.
And there's Mac Neath, with his [Dbm] big knife, [E] but it's hidden [Abm] in his sleep.
And this same shark, [B] this poor sweet shark, it [Gb] sheds red blood when [Abm] it bleeds.
Mac, he big knife, wears a white [E] glove, [Eb] [Dbm] pure in word and [B] pure in deed.
Sunday morning, lovely [Dbm] blue sky, there's [Gb] a corpse stretched on [B] the straddle.
Who's [Abm] your man cruising [Dbm] the corner?
Well it's Mackey,
[Gb] knife in hand.
[B] Jenny Towler, [E] poor wee [B] Jenny, [Gb] there they found her, [Abm] knife in breast.
Mac is wandering [Dbm] on the West Pier, hoping only [B] for the best.
Mind [C] that fire burns [F] all through Soho, [Dm] seven kids dead, one [Em] old flower.
[C] Hey [Am] there Mackey, how's [Dm] she coming?
Have [G] another, [C] hold your hour.
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[Db] And those sweet [Bbm] days, under [Ebm] sixteen, story [Ebm] goes there, [Fm] black and blue.
For the price of [Ebm] one good screwing, Mackey, Mackey, [Db] how could [Ab] you?
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And there's Mac Neath, with his [Dbm] big knife, [E] but it's hidden [Abm] in his sleep.
And this same shark, [B] this poor sweet shark, it [Gb] sheds red blood when [Abm] it bleeds.
Mac, he big knife, wears a white [E] glove, [Eb] [Dbm] pure in word and [B] pure in deed.
Sunday morning, lovely [Dbm] blue sky, there's [Gb] a corpse stretched on [B] the straddle.
Who's [Abm] your man cruising [Dbm] the corner?
Well it's Mackey,
[Gb] knife in hand.
[B] Jenny Towler, [E] poor wee [B] Jenny, [Gb] there they found her, [Abm] knife in breast.
Mac is wandering [Dbm] on the West Pier, hoping only [B] for the best.
Mind [C] that fire burns [F] all through Soho, [Dm] seven kids dead, one [Em] old flower.
[C] Hey [Am] there Mackey, how's [Dm] she coming?
Have [G] another, [C] hold your hour.
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[Db] And those sweet [Bbm] days, under [Ebm] sixteen, story [Ebm] goes there, [Fm] black and blue.
For the price of [Ebm] one good screwing, Mackey, Mackey, [Db] how could [Ab] you?
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_ _ _ _ _ Oh the poor shark, yes the sweet [E] shark, it [Dbm] has big teeth, [Abm] buried. _ _ _
And there's Mac Neath, with his [Dbm] big knife, _ [E] but it's hidden _ [Abm] in his sleep.
_ And this same shark, [B] this poor sweet shark, it [Gb] sheds red blood when [Abm] it bleeds.
_ Mac, he big knife, wears a white [E] glove, [Eb] [Dbm] pure in word and [B] pure in deed.
Sunday morning, lovely [Dbm] blue sky, there's [Gb] a corpse stretched on [B] the straddle.
Who's [Abm] your man cruising [Dbm] the corner?
_ Well it's Mackey, _
[Gb] knife in hand.
[B] _ Jenny Towler, [E] poor wee [B] Jenny, _ [Gb] there they found her, _ [Abm] knife in breast.
Mac is wandering _ [Dbm] on the West Pier, hoping only _ [B] for the best.
Mind [C] that fire burns [F] all through Soho, [Dm] _ seven kids dead, one [Em] old flower.
[C] Hey [Am] there Mackey, how's [Dm] she coming?
_ Have [G] another, _ _ [C] hold your hour.
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_ [Db] _ _ _ _ And those sweet [Bbm] days, under [Ebm] sixteen, _ story [Ebm] goes there, _ [Fm] black and blue.
_ _ For the price of [Ebm] one good _ screwing, Mackey, Mackey, [Db] how could [Ab] you?
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_ _ _ _ _ Oh the poor shark, yes the sweet [E] shark, it [Dbm] has big teeth, [Abm] buried. _ _ _
And there's Mac Neath, with his [Dbm] big knife, _ [E] but it's hidden _ [Abm] in his sleep.
_ And this same shark, [B] this poor sweet shark, it [Gb] sheds red blood when [Abm] it bleeds.
_ Mac, he big knife, wears a white [E] glove, [Eb] [Dbm] pure in word and [B] pure in deed.
Sunday morning, lovely [Dbm] blue sky, there's [Gb] a corpse stretched on [B] the straddle.
Who's [Abm] your man cruising [Dbm] the corner?
_ Well it's Mackey, _
[Gb] knife in hand.
[B] _ Jenny Towler, [E] poor wee [B] Jenny, _ [Gb] there they found her, _ [Abm] knife in breast.
Mac is wandering _ [Dbm] on the West Pier, hoping only _ [B] for the best.
Mind [C] that fire burns [F] all through Soho, [Dm] _ seven kids dead, one [Em] old flower.
[C] Hey [Am] there Mackey, how's [Dm] she coming?
_ Have [G] another, _ _ [C] hold your hour.
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_ [Db] _ _ _ _ And those sweet [Bbm] days, under [Ebm] sixteen, _ story [Ebm] goes there, _ [Fm] black and blue.
_ _ For the price of [Ebm] one good _ screwing, Mackey, Mackey, [Db] how could [Ab] you?
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