Dire Straits Sultans Of Swing Dire Straits (1978) x Dm Dm Dm Dm w/ intro Dm C B♭ A b^ You get a shiver in the dark it's raining in the park but meantime Dm C B♭ A South of the river you stop and you hold everything F C(sus4) A band is blowing Dixie double four time B♭ Dm B♭ B♭ BbBb/C /e g a c You feel alright when you hear that music ring Now you step inside but you don't see too many faces Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down Too much competition too many other places B♭ Dm But not too many horns are blowing that sound B♭ B♭ BbBb/C Way on downsouth Way on downsouth, London town Dm Dm C B♭ Dm Dm C C G --10-9-- B --10-8-- Dm Dm C B♭ Dm Dm C C /e g a c You check out Guitar George, he knows all the chords Mind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing And an old 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 doing alright He can play the honky tone just like anything Saving it up, for friday night With the sultans with the sultans of swing And a crowd of young boys they're fooling 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 playing band It ain't what they call rock and roll And the sultans Yeah the sultans, they played creole, yeah creole, ah ah Couplet muet w/ solo Refrain muet And then the man he steps right up to the microphone And says at last just as the time bell rings Thank you 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 Dm Dm C B♭ C x 5 w/ solo (fade out)