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41 lines
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You get a shiver in the dark
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It's 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 alright when you hear that music ring
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Well now 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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Competition in other places
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Ah but the horns, they blowing that sound
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Way on down south, way on down south, 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 it cry or sing
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Yes, 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 alright
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He can play the honky tonk like anything
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Saving it up for Friday night
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With the Sultans, with the Sultans of Swing
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And a crowd of young boys, they're fooling around in the corner
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Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and 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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Then the Sultans, yeah, the Sultans they play Creole
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Creole
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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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"Goodnight, now it's time to go home"
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Then he makes it fast with one more thing
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"We are the Sultans, we are the Sultans of Swing"
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______________________
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Name Sultans Of Swing
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Artist Dire Straits
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Album The Best of Dire Straits & Mark Knopfler - Private Investigations
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