Sultans of Swing
- Dire Straits
You get a shiver in the dark
It's raining in the park but meantime
South of the river you stop
And you hold everything
A band is blowing Dixie
double four time
You feel alright
When you hear the music ring
Well now you step inside
But you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain
They hear the jazz go down
Competition in other places
Oh but the horns
They blowing that sound
Way on down south
Way on down south London town
You check out Guitar George
He knows all the chords
Mind he's strictly rhythm
He doesn't wannna make it cry or sing
Yes and an old guitar is
all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights
to play his thing
And Harry doesn't mind
If he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job
He's doing alright
He can play the honky tonk like anything
Saving it up Friday night with the sultans .
With the sultans of swing
And a crowd of young boys
They're fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best
brown baggies and their platform soles
They don't give a damn
about any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they call rock and roll
And the sultans
Yeah the sultans are playing creole
Creole babe
And then the man
He steps right up to the microphone
And says at last
Just as the time bell rings
Goodnight now it's time to go home
Then he makes it fast
with one more thing
We are the sultans
We are the sultans of swing
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