다이어 스트레이츠

You get a shiver
in the dark
It's rainin'
in the park
but meantime
south of the river
you stop and you hold
everything
When it's going Dixie
double four time
You feel alright
when you hear
the music play
Well now you step inside
but you don't see
too many faces
coming in and out
of the rain
to hear the jazz go down
competition
in other places
Oh but the horn's
blowin' that sound
way on down south
way on down south
London town
Check out
guitar George
He knows all the chords
and his sticky 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
And Harry doesn't mind
if he doesn't make
the scene
He's got a day time 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
Then a crowd of
young boys
They're foolin' around
in the corner
Drunk and dressed
in their baggies and
their platform soles
They don't give
a damn about any trumpet
playin' band
It ain't
what they call
rock'n roll
And the Sultans
Yeah the Sultans
they play creole
Creole good
Then the man he steps
right up to
the microphone
says at last just as
the time bell rings
Good night
Thank you
now it's time
to go home
when he makes it fast
with one more thing
We are the Sultans
We are the Sultans
of swing