Dire Straits - Sultans Of Swingadd

Intro.   Cm - Cm - Cm - Cm - Cm - Cm - Cm - Cm

      Cm                        A#             Ab        G      G7

You get a shiver in the dark, it's raining in the park but meantime
Cm                         A#             Ab       G  G
south of the river you stop and you hold everything.
     D#                  A#        Ab              Cm - Cm Ab - A# - A#

A band is blowing Dixie double four time, you feel alright when you hear the mus
ic ring.

            Cm                  A#        Ab        G    G
Well now you step inside but you don't see too many faces
  Cm                      A#                 Ab     G    G
  Coming in out of the rain they hear the jazz go down.
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Competition in other places, er but the horns, they blowing that sound.
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    Way on down south     way on down south London town.

        Cm            A#  Ab       G              G7
 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, when he gets up under the lights to
 play his thing.

 Cm                  A#   Ab           G             G7

  And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
    Cm                  A#        Ab      G    G7
 He's got a daytime job he's doing alright.
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 He can play the honky tonk like anything saving it up Friday night.
        Ab  A#           Cm   A#  Ab - Ab - A# - A# - Cm  A#  Ab - Ab - A# - A#
  With the Sultans     with the Sultans of swing.

      Cm                        A#          Ab           G    G7

  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, it ain't what they call
 rock and roll.
    Ab  A#              Cm    A#  Ab - Ab - A#       A#   Cm  A#  Ab -  Ab - A# - A#
         And the Sultans     yeah the Sultans are playing Creole.              A#
reole babe.               Ah

Solo.    Cm - A#  Ab - G - G7 - Cm - A#  Ab - G - G - D# - D# - A# - A# - Ab - Ab - Cm
 - Cm  Ab - A# - A#  Ab - A# - A#

         Cm  A#  Ab - Ab - A# - A# - Cm  A#  Ab - Ab - A# - A#

   Cm                     A#         Ab        G         G
   And then the man he steps right up to the microphone
   Cm            A#               Ab       G    G
   and says at last just as the timebell rings.
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  "Goodnight now it's time to go home." Then he makes it fast with one more thin
g.
       Ab  A#              Cm    A#  Ab - Ab - A# - A# - Cm  A#  Ab - Ab - A# - A#
         "We are the Sultans     we are the Sultans of swing."

Outro.   Cm - Ab - A# - A# - Cm - Ab - A# - A# - Cm - Ab - A# - A#
                                                       fade
         Cm - Ab - A# - A# - Cm - Ab - A# - A# - Cm - Ab - A# - A#

         Cm - Ab - A# - A# - Cm

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