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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
South of the river you stop and you hold everything
A band is double four time
You feel when you hear that music ring
Well now you step inside but you don't see too many 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 all the chords
Mind 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 play his thing
And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a job, he's doing alright
He can play the honky like anything
Saving it up for night
the Sultans
We're the of Swing
Then a crowd of young boys, they're around in the corner
and dressed in best brown and their platform soles
don't a damn about any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they rock and roll
the Sultans
Yeah, the Sultans played creole
Creole
And then the man, he right up to the microphone
And says at last as the time bell rings
Goodnight, now it's to go home
Then he it 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 stop and you hold everything
A band is double four time
You feel when you hear that music ring
Well now you step inside but you don't see too many 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 all the chords
Mind 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 play his thing
And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a job, he's doing alright
He can play the honky like anything
Saving it up for night
the Sultans
We're the of Swing
Then a crowd of young boys, they're around in the corner
and dressed in best brown and their platform soles
don't a damn about any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they rock and roll
the Sultans
Yeah, the Sultans played creole
Creole
And then the man, he right up to the microphone
And says at last as the time bell rings
Goodnight, now it's to go home
Then he it with one more thing
We are the Sultans
We are the Sultans of Swing
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