Intro: D#m C# C# D#m C# C# D#m You get a shiver in the dark C# B A# itʼs raining in the park but meantime D#m C# B A# south of the river you stop and you hold everything F# C# a band is blowing Dixie double four time B D#m B C# you feel alright when you hear that music ring D#m C# B A# (Now) you step inside but you donʼt see too many faces D#m C# B A# Coming in out of the rain to (you) hear the jazz go down F# C# Too much competition too many other places B D#m But not too many horns can make that sound B D#m (But not too many horns are blowing that sound) B C# Way on downsouth B C# Way on downsouth D#m D#m C# B C# D#m C# B C# London town D#m C# B A# You check out Guitar George he knows all the chords D#m Mind heʼs (his) strictly rhythm C# B A# He doesnʼt want to make it cry or sing F# C# And an old guitar is all he can afford B D#m B C# When he gets up under the lights to play his thing D#m C# B A# (And) harry doesnbʼt mind if he doesnʼt make the scene D#m C# B A# He(ʼs) got a daytime job heʼs doing al(l)right F# C# He can play honky tone just like anything F# C# (He can play the honky tonk like anything) B D#m B C# Saving it up for friday night B C# With the sultans D#m D#m C# B C# With the sultans of swing D#m C# B C# D#m And a crowd of young boys theyʼre C# B A# Fooling around in the corner D#m drunk and dressed in their best brown C# B A# Baggies and their platform soles F# They donʼt give a damn about C# (ʼBout) any trumpet playing band B D#m B C# It ainʼt what they call rock and roll B C# And the sultans D#m D#m C# B C# And the sultans played creole D#m D#m C# B C# (Yeah the Sultans they played Creole) D#m C# B C# D#m C# B A# And then the man he steps right up to the microphone D#m C# B A# And says at last just as the time bell rings F# C# Thank you goodnight now itʼs time to go home B D#m B C# And he makes it fast with one more thing B C# We are the sultans D#m D#m C# B C# We are the sultans of swing Outro: D#m C# B C#
