Dire Straits - Sultains Of the Swing | Текст песни

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• Sultains Of the Swing

You get a shiver in the dark
Its raining in the park but meantime
South of the river you stop and you hold everything
A band is blowin Dixie double four time
You feel alright when you hear that music ring

And now you step inside but you dont see too many faces
Comin in out of the rain you hear the jazz go down
Competition in other places
Oh but the horns they blowin that sound
Way on down south, way on down south London town

You check out Guitar George, he knows all the chords
Mind hes strictly rhythm he doesnt wanna 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 doesnt mind if he doesnt make the scene
Hes got a daytime job, hes doin alright
He can play the honky tonk like anything
Savin it up for Friday night
With the Sultans... with the Sultans of Swing

And a crowd of young boys theyre fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles
They dont give a damn about any trumpet playing band
It aint what they call rock and roll
And the Sultans... yeah the Sultans play Creole

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