Sultans Of Swing Akor - Dire Straits

Intro
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You get a shiver in the dark, It's
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raining in the park
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But meantime
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     South of the river
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You stop and you hold  everything
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 A band is blowing Dixie
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Double four time
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  You feel alright
When you hear the music ring
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       Well now you step inside
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But you don't see too  many faces
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     Coming in out of the rain they hear the jazz go down
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 Competition in other places
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  Uh but the horns they blowin' 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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Check out  guitar George
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  He knows all the chords
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     Mind, it's strictly rhythm
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He doesn't want to make it cry or sing
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 Left-handed 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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  Savin' 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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And a crowd a young boys They're
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foolin' around in the corner
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     Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies
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And their platform soles
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 They don't give a damn
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About any trumpet playin' 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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 Yeah, the Sultans, they play creole,      creole
 
 
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  And then the man
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He steps right up to the microphone
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     And says at last
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Just as the time bell rings
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 Goodnight, now it's time to go home
Then he makes it fast
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With one more thing
 
 
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 We are the Sultans
 
 
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 We are the Sultans of Swing
 
 
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