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Dm | Dm |

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Dm C A# AYou get a shiver in the dark, it's raining in the park but meantime

Dm C A# A South of the river you stop and you hold everything

F C A band is blowing Dixie double four time

A# Dm A# C You feel alright when you hear that music ring

Dm C A# AWell now, you step inside but you don't see too many faces

Dm C A# A Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down

F C Competition in other places

A# Dm Uh, but the horns they blowin' that sound

A# C way on down south

A# C way on down south

DmLondon Town

C

C

Dm C A# AYou check out Guitar George, he knows all the chords

Dm C A# A Mind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing

F C They say an old guitar is all he can afford

A# Dm A# C When he gets up under the lights to play his thing

Dm C A# A And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene

Dm C A# A He's got a daytime job, he's doin' alright

F C He can play the honky tonk like anything

A# Dm A# C Saving it up for Friday night

A# Cwith the Sultans

Dmwith the Sultans of Swing

C

C

Dm C A# AThen a crowd of young boys, they're foolin' around in the corner

Dm C A# A Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles

F C They don't give a damn about about any trumpet playin' band

A# Dm A# C It ain't what they call rock and roll

A# Cand the Sultans

DmYeah, the Sultans, they play Creole

Dm C A# C... Creole

C

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Dm | C A# | A | A |

Dm | C A# | A | A |

F | F | C | C |

A# | A# | Dm | Dm A# |

C | C A# | C | C |

C

C

Dm C A# A And then the man he steps right up to the microphone

Dm C A# A A7 And says at last just as the time bell ring

F C Goodnight, now it's time to go home

A# Dm A# C Then he makes it fast with one more thing

A# CWe are the Sultans

DmWe are the Sultans of Swing

C

C

Dm C A# C(repeat and fade, approx x7)