Key: Dm
 
 (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            
 Mind he's (his) strictly rhythm he doesn't want to 
  A
 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            
 And a crowd of young boys they're fooling
 A
  around in the corner
 Dm                                    C                Bb          
 Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies
  A
  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