Mac (Cm)av i ty’s a Mys tery Cat: he’s (F7)called the Hid den Paw,

For (Cm)he’s the mas ter crim i nal who (F7)can de fy the law.

(G)He’s the (Cm)baf fle ment of Scot land Yard, the (F7)Fly ing Squad’s de spair:

For (Adim)when they reach the scene of crime, Mac (CN.C.)av i ty’s not there!

Mac (Cm)av i ty, Mac av i ty, there’s (F7)no one like Mac av i ty, He’s (Cm)bro ken ev ery hu man law, he (F7)breaks the law of grav i ty.

His (Cm)pow’rs of lev i ta tion would (F7)make a fa kir stare,

And (Adim)when you reach the scene of crime, Mac (CN.C.)av i ty’s not there!

(Cdim)You may seek him in the base ment, you may look up in the

But I (Adim)tell you once and once a gain, Mac (CN.C.)av i ty’s not there!

Mac (Cm)av i ty’s a gin ger cat, he’s (F7)ver y tall and thin; You would (Cm)know him if you saw him, for his (F7)eyes are sunk en in.

His (C)brow is deep ly lined with thought, his head is high ly domed; His (F7)coat is dust y from ne glect, his whisk ers are un combed.

He (CN.C.)sways his head from side to side, with move ments like a snake; And (Adim)when you think he’s half a sleep, he’s (CN.C.)al ways wide a wake!

Mac (Cm)av i ty, Mac av i ty, there’s (F7)no one like Mac (F#dim7)av i ty.

For (Cm)he’s a fiend in fe line shape, a (F7)mon ster of de (F#dim7)prav i ty.

You may (Cm)meet him in a by street, you may (F7)see him in the square;

But (Adim)when a crime’s dis cov ered, then Mac (CN.C.)av i ty’s not there!

He’s (Cdim7)out ward ly re spect a ble.

I know he cheats at cards.

And his foot prints are not found in an y file of Scot land Yard’s.

And when the lar der’s loot ed or the jew el case is ri fled, or when the milk is miss ing or an oth er Peke’s been sti fled, or the (Cm7)green house glass is bro ken, and the (F9)trel lis past re pair,

(Adim)There’s the won der of the thing, Mac (CN.C.)av i ty’s not there!

Mac (Cm)av i ty, Mac av i ty, there’s (F7)no one like Mac (F#dim7)av i (G)ty.

There (Cm)nev er was a cat of such de (F7)deit ful ness and (F#dim7)suav i ty.

He (Cm7)al ways has an al i bi, and (F9)one or two to spare;

what (Adim)ev er time the deed took place, Mac (CN.C.)av i ty was n’t there!

(Cdim7)And they say that all the cats whose wick ed deeds are wide ly known (CN.C.)(I might men tion Mun go jer rie, Rum ple teaz air: er, Grid dle bone) Are (Cm7)noth ing more than a gents for the (F9)cat who all the time just con (Adim)trols the op er a tions: The Na (CN.C.)po le on of crime!

Mac (Cm)av i ty, Mac av i ty, there’s (F7)no one like Mac (F#dim7)av i ty.

(Cm)He’s a fiend in fe line shape, a (F7)mon ster of de (F#dim7)prav i ty.

You may (Cm7)meet him in a by street, you may (F9)see him in the square;

But (Adim)when a crime’s dis cov ered, then Mac (CN.C.)av i ty’s not there!