Dire Straits "Sultans Of Swing" Dm C Dm C . Dm C Bb A You get a shiver in the dark . 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 blowin' dixie double four time Bb You feel alright when you hear that music ring . Dm (Bb Bb C) Dm C Bb A And now you step inside, but you don't see too many faces . Dm C Bb A Comin' in out of the rain, you hear the jazz go down F C Competition in other places Dm Oh, but the horns, they blowin that sound(Bb Bb C) Bb C Dm Way on down south, way on down south London town Dm Bb C Dm C Bb A You check out guitar, George . He knows all the chords . Mind he's strictly rhythm . He doesn't wanna make it cry or sing F C Yes, 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 doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene . He's got a daytime job, he's doin' alright F C He can play the "Honk Tonk" like anything Bb Dm Bb C Savin' it up for friday night Bb C Dm With the "Sultans" With the "Sultans of Swing" Dm Bb C Dm C Bb A 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 F C They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band Bb Dm Bb C It ain't what they call rock and roll Bb C Dm And the "Sultans" Yeah, the 'Sultans' played Creole, Creole Dm Bb C Dm C Bb A F C Bb Dm Bb C Dm C Bb A And then the man, he steps right up to the microphone . And says, "At last", just as the time bell rings F C "Goodnight, now it's time to go home" Bb Dm Bb C And he makes it fast with one more thing Bb C Dm We are the "Sultans", we are the "Sultans of Swing" Dm Bb C