Sultans of Swing

Dm / C C / Dmi/ C C 
Intro lead 
 
           Dmi                        C           Bb       A 
you get a shiver in the dark  it's raining in the park but meantime 
Dm                      C           Bb          A 
south of the river you stop and you hold everything 
F                   C 
a band is blowing Dixie double four time 
        Bb                                 Dmi   Bb C 
you feel alright when you hear that music ring 
 
               Dmi             C        Bb          A 
(Now) you step inside but you don't see too many faces 
 Dmi                  C                        Bb      A 
coming in out of the rain to (you) hear the jazz go down 
F                       C 
too much competition too many other places 
Bb                                    Dmi 
but not too many horns can make that sound 
(But not too many horns are blowing that sound) 
Bb C                          Bb C 
        way on downsouth             way on downsouth 
Dmi              Dmi C Bb C       Dmi C Bb C 
London town 
 
                Dmi         C       Bb          A 
you check out Guitar George he knows all the chords 
Dm                                                 C   Bb             A 
mind he's (his) strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing 
F                       C 
and an old guitar is all he can afford 
Bb                                              Dmi  Bb C 
when he gets up under the lights to play his thing 
Dmi                      C     Bb         A 
  (and) harry doesnb't mind if he doesn't make the scene 
Dmi             C        Bb                  A 
  he('s) got a daytime job he's doing al(l)right 
F                               C 
  he can play honky tone just like anything 
(He can play the honky tonk like anything) 
Bb                      Dmi     Bb C 
  saving it up for friday night 
                  Bb C 
with the sultans 
                     Dmi    Dmi C Bb C 
with the sultans of swing 
                             Dmi C Bb C 
 
        Dmi                         C           Bb            A 
and a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the corner 
Dm                                    C                Bb           A 
drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles 
F                                       C 
they don't give a damn about ('bout) any trumpet playing band 
   Bb                           Dmi     Bb C 
it ain't what they call rock and roll 
                Bb C 
and the sultans 
                        Dmi    Dmi C Bb C 
and the sultans played creole 
(Yeah the Sultans they played Creole) 
 
                                Dmi C Bb C 
 
Lead 1: 
 
Dmi                    C         Bb         A 
and then the man he steps right up to the microphone 
Dmi          C                Bb         A    A7 
and says at last just as the time bell rings 
F                           C 
thank you goodnight now it's time to go home 
        Bb                  Dmi         Bb C 
and he makes it fast with one more thing 
                  Bb-C 
we are the sultans 
                      Dmi       Dm C Bb C 
we are the sultans of swing