Sultans of Swing - Dire Straits

Dire Straits
Meetup project



Status: Preparation


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Intro: Dm / C  C / Dm / C  C

You get a shiver in the dark
         C           Bb         A
It's 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
 You step inside but you don't 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 in other places
Bb                                    Dm
But not too many horns can make that sound
(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                    C              Bb
Mind he's (his) strictly rhythm he doesn't 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 doesnb't mind if he doesn't make the scene
Dm             C        Bb                  A
  He('s) got a daytime job he's doing al(l)right
F                               C
  He can play honky tone just like anything
(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                     C           Bb            A
And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the corner
Dm                 C                Bb
Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and
Their platform soles
F                                       C
They don't give a damn about ('bout) any trumpet playing band
   Bb                           Dm      Bb C
It ain't what they call rock and roll
                Bb C
And the sultans
                        Dm     Dm C Bb C
And the sultans played creole
(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    (A7)
And says at last just as the time bell rings
F                           C
Thank you goodnight now it's 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