Mark Knopfler - Sultans of Swing lyrics

You get a shiver in the dark
It's raining in the park but meantime
South of the river you stop
And you hold everything
A band is blowing Dixie double four time
You feel alright when you
Hear that music ring

Well now you step inside but you
Don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to
Hear the jazz go down
Competition in other places
Ah but the horns, they blowing that sound
Way on down south, way on down south
London town you check out Guitar George
He knows all the chords
Mind, he's strictly rhythm
He doesn't want to make it cry or sing
Yes, and an old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under the
Lights to play his thing

And Harry doesn't mind if he
Doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job, he's doing alright
He can play the honky tonk like anything
Saving it up for Friday night
With the Sultans, with the Sultans of Swing

And a crowd of young boys
They're fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best brown
Baggies and their platform soles
They don't give a damn about
Any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they call rock and roll
Then the Sultans, yeah
The Sultans they play Creole creole

And then the man
He steps right up to the microphone
And says at last, just as the time bell rings
"Goodnight, now it's time to go home"
Then he makes it fast with one more thing
"We are the Sultans
We are the Sultans of Swing"