Sultans_of_Swing_-_Dire_Straits

            [Intro] 
            | Dm     | Dm  Dm/C*| 
            | Dm     | Dm       | 
            | Dm     | Dm  Dm/C*| x2 
              
            [Verse 1] 
                      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 blowing Dixie double four time 
            Bb                                            Dm    Bb - C 
               You feel alright when you hear that music ring 
              
            [Verse 2] 
                          Dm                  C         Bb        A 
            Well now, you step inside but you don't see too many faces 
            Dm                      C                Bb      A 
               Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down 
            F                       C 
              Competition in other places 
            Bb                                     Dm 
               Uh, but the horns they blowin' that sound Bb - C 
                    way on down south Bb - C 
                    way on down south 
            Dm 
            London Town 
              
            [Instrumental] 
            Dm - C - Bb - C 
            Dm - C - Bb - C 
              
            [Verse 3] 
                         Dm             C  Bb        A 
            You check out Guitar George,     he knows all the chords 
            Dm                             C               Bb          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 
            Bb                                                 Dm    Bb - C 
               When he gets up under the lights to play his thing 
              
            [Verse 4] 
            Dm                   C    Bb           A 
               And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene 
            Dm                   C         Bb      A 
              He's got a daytime job, he's doin' alright 
            F                                  C 
              He can play the honky tonk like anything 
            Bb                               Dm    Bb - C 
               Saving it up for Friday night                   Bb - C with the Sultans 
                                Dm with the Sultans of Swing 
              
            [Instrumental] 
            Dm - C - Bb - C 
            Dm - C - Bb - C 
              
            [Verse 5] 
                   Dm                           C        Bb           A 
            Then a crowd of young boys, they're foolin' around in the corner 
            Dm                                C              Bb            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 
            Bb                                   Dm     Bb - C 
               It ain't what they call rock and roll                 Bb - C and the Sultans 
                                         Dm 
            Yeah, the Sultans, they play Creole 
              
            [Instrumental] 
            Dm - C - Bb - C 
            ...             Creole 
            Dm - C - Bb - C 
              
            [Lead] 
            | Dm     | C  Bb  | A      | A       | 
            | Dm     | C  Bb  | A      | A       | 
            | F      | F      | C      | C       | 
            | Bb     | Bb     | Dm     | Dm  Bb  | 
            | C      | C  Bb  | C      | C       | 
              
            [Instrumental] 
            Dm - C - Bb - C 
            Dm - C - Bb - C 
              
            [Verse 6] 
            Dm                       C         Bb         A 
               And then the man he steps right up to the microphone 
            Dm              C               Bb        A    (A7) 
               And says at last just as the time bell ring 
            F                      C 
              Goodnight, now it's time to go home 
            Bb                                       Dm     Bb - C 
               Then he makes it fast with one more thing 
                               Bb - C 
            We are the Sultans 
                                  Dm 
            We are the Sultans of Swing 
              
            [Instrumental] 
            Dm - C - Bb - C 
            Dm - C - Bb - C 
              
            [Outro Solo] 
            Dm - C - Bb - C 
            (repeat and fade, approx x7) 
            
        

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