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Sultans Of Swing 
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You get a shiver in the dark
It's raining in the park, but meantime
South of the river you and you hold everything
A band is blowing dixie double four time
You alright when you hear music ring
Well now you step inside but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Competition in places
Ah but the horns, they blowin' that sound
Way on down south
Way on down south, London town
Check out Guitar George, he all the chords
Mind he's strictly rhythm, he doesn't want to make it cry or sing
Yes 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 the scene
He's got a daytime job, he's alright
He can play the honky like anything
Saving it up for night
With the Sultans
We're the Sultans of Swing
Then a of boys, they're fooling around in the corner
Drunk and in brown and their platform soles
They don't a about any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they call and roll
Then the Sultans
Yeah, the they played creole
Creole
And then the man, he steps up to the microphone
And says at just as the time bell rings
Goodnight, now it's to go home
Then he it fast with one more thing
We are the Sultans
We are the Sultans of Swing
It's raining in the park, but meantime
South of the river you and you hold everything
A band is blowing dixie double four time
You alright when you hear music ring
Well now you step inside but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Competition in places
Ah but the horns, they blowin' that sound
Way on down south
Way on down south, London town
Check out Guitar George, he all the chords
Mind he's strictly rhythm, he doesn't want to make it cry or sing
Yes 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 the scene
He's got a daytime job, he's alright
He can play the honky like anything
Saving it up for night
With the Sultans
We're the Sultans of Swing
Then a of boys, they're fooling around in the corner
Drunk and in brown and their platform soles
They don't a about any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they call and roll
Then the Sultans
Yeah, the they played creole
Creole
And then the man, he steps up to the microphone
And says at just as the time bell rings
Goodnight, now it's to go home
Then he it fast with one more thing
We are the Sultans
We are the Sultans of Swing
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