(single snare beat)

Dm / C-C / Dm / C-C

Intro lead

           Dm

you get a shiver in the dark

         C           Bb       A

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





               Dm              C        Bb          A

(Now) you step inside but you don't see too many faces

 Dm                   C                        Bb      A

coming in out of the rain to (you) hear the jazz go down

F                       C

too much competition too many other places

Bb                                    Dm

but not too many horns can make that sound

(But not too many horns are blowing that sound)

Bb-C

        way on downsouth

Bb-C

        way on downsouth

Dm              Dm-C-Bb-C       Dm-C-Bb-C

London town



                Dm          C       Bb          A

you check out Guitar George he knows all the chords

Dm                                                 C   Bb             A

mind he's (his) strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing

F                       C

and 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 doesnb't mind if he doesn't make the scene

Dm             C        Bb                  A

  he('s) got a daytime job he's doing al(l)right

F                               C

  he can play honky tone just like anything

(He can play the honky tonk like anything)

Bb                      Dm      Bb-C

  saving it up for friday night

                  Bb-C

with the sultans

                     Dm     Dm-C-Bb-C

with the sultans of swing

                             Dm-C-Bb-C



        Dm                          C           Bb            A

and a crowd of young boys they're fooling 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 ('bout) any trumpet playing band

   Bb                           Dm      Bb-C

it ain't what they call rock and roll

                Bb-C

and the sultans

                        Dm     Dm-C-Bb-C

and the sultans played creole

(Yeah the Sultans they played Creole)



                                Dm-C-Bb-C



Lead 1: ( chords:Follow 1 full verse)



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 rings

F                           C

thank you goodnight now it's time to go home

        Bb                  Dm          Bb-C

and he makes it fast with one more thing

                  Bb-C

we are the sultans

                      Dm        Dm-C-Bb-C

we are the sultans of swing



Dm      -       C       -       Bb      -       C

1.25            0.5           2.25              4.0