Sultans of Swing


By Dire Straits

Arranged by Jamie Harrison



Loop 1

Dm         C   Bb   A         A  

 Dm         C   Bb   A         A  

F               F       C         C

  Bb     Bb     Dm     Dm   Bb


Loop 2

Dm     Dm   Bb


Loop 3

Dm - C - Bb - C



Intro

Dm (x 4)


Verse 1

Dm             C               Bb       A     A7

You get a shiver in the dark, it's raining in the park but meantime

Dm             C               Bb       A     A7

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


Chorus

Dm - C - Bb - C

Dm - C - Bb - C


Verse 3

You check out guitar George, he knows-all the chords

Mind, it's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing

They said an old guitar is all, he can afford

When he gets up under the lights to play his thing


Verse 5


Verse 4

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,

Savin' it up for Friday night

With the Sultans,

With the Sultans of Swing


Chorus

Verse 5

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.

And the Sultans,

Yes the Sultans play Creole.

Creole baby


Chorus

Solo 1

Dm      C   Bb   A       A

Dm      C   Bb   A       A

F             F       C      C

  Bb   Bb    Dm   Dm   Bb

C     C      Bb     C     C



Verse 6

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."

And he makes it fast, with one more thing:

"We are the Sultans,

"We are the Sultans of Swing."


Chorus

Solo 2

Dm     C     Bb     C  (x8)