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Sultans Of Swing 
Medium
by Dire Straits
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You get a shiver in the dark
It's raining in the park, but meantime
of the river you stop and you everything
A band is blowing dixie double four time
You feel alright when you that music ring
Well now you but you don't see too faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Competition in other places
Ah but the horns, they blowin' that sound
Way on down south
Way on down south, London town
Check out Guitar George, he knows all the chords
Mind he's strictly rhythm, he doesn't to 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 doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job, he's alright
He can the honky anything
it up for Friday night
With the Sultans
We're the Sultans of Swing
Then a of young boys, they're fooling in the corner
Drunk and in their best brown and their platform soles
don't a damn any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they call rock and roll
Then the Sultans
Yeah, the Sultans played creole
Creole
And the man, he steps up to the microphone
And says at just as the time 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 of
It's raining in the park, but meantime
of the river you stop and you everything
A band is blowing dixie double four time
You feel alright when you that music ring
Well now you but you don't see too faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Competition in other places
Ah but the horns, they blowin' that sound
Way on down south
Way on down south, London town
Check out Guitar George, he knows all the chords
Mind he's strictly rhythm, he doesn't to 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 doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job, he's alright
He can the honky anything
it up for Friday night
With the Sultans
We're the Sultans of Swing
Then a of young boys, they're fooling in the corner
Drunk and in their best brown and their platform soles
don't a damn any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they call rock and roll
Then the Sultans
Yeah, the Sultans played creole
Creole
And the man, he steps up to the microphone
And says at just as the time 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 of
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