TITLE = Sultans of Swing
CATEGORY = Rock
Artist=Dire Straits
Speed = Text1
Beats = 4
Measures = 2
Font = 40
NOTE = ZZZZ191
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Intro
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You get a shiver in the dark
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Its raining in the park but meantime
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South of the river you stop and you hold everything
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A band is blowing Dixie double four time
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You feel all right when you hear that music ring
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You step inside but you don't see too many faces
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Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
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Too much competition too many other places
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But not too many horns can make that sound
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          Way on downsouth
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          Way on downsouth
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London town
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You check out guitar george he knows all the chords
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Mind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make 
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It cry or sing
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And an old guitar is all he can afford
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When he gets up under the lights to play his thing
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And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
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He's got a daytime job he's doing all right
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  He can play honky tone just like anything
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  Saving it up for Friday night
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With the sultans
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With the sultans of swing
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...
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And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the 
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corner
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Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and
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Their platform soles
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They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band
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It ain't what they call rock and roll
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And the sultans
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And the sultans played creole
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chords: Follow 1 full verse
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And then the man he steps right up to the microphone
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And says at last just as the time bell rings
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Thank you goodnight now it's time to go home
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And he makes it fast with one more thing
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We are the sultans
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We are the sultans of swing