SULTANS OF SWING              -    Dire Straits

[Intro]


[Verse 1]
          
You get a shiv

er in the dark
             
it's a raining

            
 in the park b

           
ut meantime
            
South of the r

             
iver you stop 

            
and you hold e

          
verything
             
   A band is b

              
lowing Dixie d

       
ouble fourtime
            
 You feel alri

              
ght when you h

              
ear the music 

        
ring

[Verse 2]
            
Now you step i

             
nside but you 

            
don't see too 

           
many faces
            
 coming in out

             
 of the rain t

            
o hear the jaz

  
z go down
             
   Competition

           
 in other plac

es
            
   Er, but the

              
 horns they're

              
 blowing that 


sound
           
        way on

            
 downsouth,   


   way on down

south,
           
London town

          

        

[Verse 3]
             
You check out 

            
Guitar George,

           
    he knows  

              
all the chords

 
,
            
 mind he's str

              
ictly rhythm, 

           
he doesn't wan

             
t to make it c

           
ry or sing
             
   Yes and an 

              
old guitar is 

 
all he can aff

ord
            
  when he gets

              
 up under the 

              
lights to play

             
 his thing

[Verse 4]
            
  And Harry do

           
esn't mind  if

             
 he doesn't ma

             
ke the scene
            
  he's got a d

           
aytime job he'

             
s doing alrigh

    
t
             
  He can play 

              
the honkytonk 

      
like anything
            
  saving it up

              
   Friday nigh


t
           
        with t

            
he Sultans,   

 
     with the 

Sultans of
           
swing

          

        

[Verse 5]
            
And a crowd of

              
 young boys th

             
ey're fooling 

            
around in the 

       
corner
            
 drunk and dre

              
ssed in their 

             
best brown bag

            
gies and their

             
 platform sole

  
s
             
   They don't 

              
give a damn   

          
about any trum

pet  playing b

and,
            
   it ain't wh

              
at they call r

         
ock and roll
           
        and th

            
e Sultans,    


    yeah the S

ultans they pl

ay
           
Creole        

           
        (Creol

        
e)            

    
       (ah, ah

)

[Interlude]
                   
                   
           
                   
         
                
                

[Verse 6]
            
 And then the 

             
man he steps r

            
ight up to the

          
 microphone
            
 and says at l

             
ast   just as 

           
the time bell 

       
rings
             
   Goodnight  

            
 now it's time

    to go home
            
 And he makes 

              
it fast  with 

          
one more thing
           
        we are

             
 the Sultans, 

  
       we are 

the Sultans of
           
swing

          

        

[Outro]
         
(several times


, fade out)