( 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