Sultans Of Swing / DireStraits

     

Sultans Of Swing - Dire Straits You get a shiver in the dark Its been 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 all right when you hear that music ring You step inside but you dont see too many faces Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down Too much competition too many other places But not too many horns can make that sound Way on downsouth way on downsouth london town You check out guitar george he knows all the chords Mind hes strictly rhythm he doesnt want to make it cry or sing And an old guitar is all he can afford When he gets up under the lights to play his thing And harry doesnt mind if he doesnt make the scene Hes got a daytime job hes doing alright He can play honky tonk just like anything Saving it up for friday night With the sultans with the sultans of swing And a crowd of young boys theyre fooling around in the corner Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles They dont give a damn about any trumpet playing band It aint what they call rock and roll And the sultans played creole And then the man he steps right up to the microphone And says at last just as the time bell rings thank you goodnight now its time to go home And he makes it fast with one more thing we are the sultans of swing