Dire Straits - Sultans Of Swing Lyrics

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You get a shiver in the dark 
It's rainin' 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 alright when you hear the music ring 

And now you step inside but you don't see too many faces 
Comin' in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down 
Competition in other places 
But the horns, they're blowing that sound 
Way on down south, way on down south in London town 

You check out Guitar George he knows all the chords 
But it's strictly rhythm he doesn't wanna make it cry or sing 
A standard note 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 daytime job, he's doin' alright 
He can play the honky tonk like anything 
Savin' it up for Friday night 
With the Sultans... with the Sultans of Swing 

And a crowd of young boys, they're foolin' around in the corner 
Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles 
They don't give a damn about any trumpet playin' band 
It ain't what they call rock and roll 
And the Sultans... yeah the Sultans played Creole... creole 

And then the man, he steps right up to the microphone 
And says at last just as the time bell rings 
"Goodnight, now it's time to go home" 
And he makes it fast with one more thing 
"We are the Sultans... We are the Sultans of Swing"

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lyrics submitted by Ronald
lyrics corrected by Chelsea on 16-07-2006