Capo 5
v.1
^AmYou get a shiver in the dark, it's ^Grainin' in the ^Fpark, an ^Emeantime
^AmSouth of the river you ^Gstop an you ^Fhold every^Ething
^CA band is blowin' Dixie, double-^Gfour time
^FYou feel alright when you hear the music ^Amring^F--G
v.2
Well now you ^Amstep inside but you ^Gdon't see ^Ftoo many ^Efaces
^AmComin' in outta the ^Grain to hear the ^Fjazz go ^Edown
^CCompetition in other ^Gplaces
^FAh but the horns, they're blowin' that ^Amsound^F--G
Way on down south,^F--G way on down south, ^AmLondon town^G-F--G
v.3
Check out ^AmGuitar George, ^Ghe ^Fknows ^Aall the chords
^AmBut he's strictly rhythm, ^Ghe doesn't wanna ^Fmake it ^Ecry or sing
^CThey say an old guitar is ^Gall he can afford
^FWhen he gets up under the lights to play his ^Amthing
v.4
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 nights
With the Sultans, with the Sultans of Swing
v.5
Then a crowd of young boys, they're foolin' around in the corner
Drunk an' 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-n-roll
And the Sultans, and the Sultans played Creole
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v.6
Then the man steps right up to the microphone
An' 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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