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Sultans Of Swing 
Medium
by Dire Straits
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You get a in the dark
It's raining in the park, but meantime
South of the river you and you hold everything
A band is blowing dixie four time
You alright when you hear that music ring
Well now you inside but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to the jazz go down
Competition in places
Ah but the horns, blowin' sound
Way on down south
Way on down south, London town
out Guitar George, he knows all the chords
he's rhythm, he doesn't to it cry or sing
Yes and an old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights to his thing
And doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job, he's doing alright
He can play the tonk anything
Saving it up for night
the Sultans
We're the Sultans of Swing
Then a of young boys, they're around in the corner
and dressed in their best brown baggies and their soles
They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they rock and roll
Then the Sultans
Yeah, the Sultans they played creole
Creole
And then the man, he steps right up to the microphone
And says at last just as the 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
It's raining in the park, but meantime
South of the river you and you hold everything
A band is blowing dixie four time
You alright when you hear that music ring
Well now you inside but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to the jazz go down
Competition in places
Ah but the horns, blowin' sound
Way on down south
Way on down south, London town
out Guitar George, he knows all the chords
he's rhythm, he doesn't to it cry or sing
Yes and an old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights to his thing
And doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job, he's doing alright
He can play the tonk anything
Saving it up for night
the Sultans
We're the Sultans of Swing
Then a of young boys, they're around in the corner
and dressed in their best brown baggies and their soles
They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they rock and roll
Then the Sultans
Yeah, the Sultans they played creole
Creole
And then the man, he steps right up to the microphone
And says at last just as the 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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