Dire Straits
Sultans Of Swing

Song : 
D
Intro:
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Dm   Dm   C   Dm   Dm   C

          Dm                 
You get a shiver in the dark, 
      C              Bb       A
it's raining in the park but meantime
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  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

              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 
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Dm   C   Bb   C


             Dm             C  Bb        A
You check out Guitar George,     he knows all the chords
Dm                          
  Mind he's strictly rhythm   
     C               Bb          A
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

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 
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Dm   C   Bb   C

       Dm                           C       
Then a crowd of young boys, they're foolin' 
 Bb           A
around in the corner
Dm                                C           
 Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies 
    Bb            A
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 :
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              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 :
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Dm   C   Bb   C

Dm                       C         Bb         A
   And then the man he steps right up to the microphone
Dm              C               Bb        A  
   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 :
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Dm   C   Bb   C

Outro Solo ad lib.
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fading