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