[Intro] Dm

[Primera Parte]

            Dm
You get a shiver in the dark
      C              Bb
It's raining in the park
     A       Dm
But meantime

South of the river  
         C            Bb        A  
You stop and you hold    everything

F
  A band is blowin' Dixie 
        C        Bb
Double four time

You feel alright 
                          Dm  Bb  C  
When you hear that music ring

[Segunda Parte]

              Dm
And now you step inside
         C         Bb       A    Dm
But you don't see too many faces
                      C
Comin' in out of the rain
              Bb      A
You hear the jazz go down

F                        C    Bb
  Competition in other places

Oh, but the horns
                   Dm   Bb  C
They blowin' that sound
                  Bb  C
Way on down south
                   Dm         Bb  C       
Way on down south London town

( Dm  Bb  C )

[Tercera Parte]

              Dm                C  Bb
You check out    guitar, George
         A                Dm
He knows   all the chords
 
Mind he's strictly rhythm
    C             Bb       A       
He doesn't wanna make it cry or sing

F                           C
  Yes, and an old guitar is all
              Bb
He can afford

When he gets up under the lights 
              Dm  Bb  C
To play his thing

[Cuarta Parte]

Dm                    C
   And Harry doesn't mind 
Bb            A                Dm
If he doesn't   make the scene
                    C
He's got a daytime job
      Bb      A
He's doin' alright

F 
  He can play the Honk Tonk
     C        Bb
Like anything
                         Dm   Bb  C
Savin' it up for Friday night
                 Bb  C
With the Sultans
                      Dm  Bb  C
With the Sultans of Swing

( Dm  Bb  C )

[Quinta Parte]

        Dm
And a crowd of young boys
         C        Bb   
They're fooling around 
        A     Dm
In the corner
                                  C
Drunk and dressed in their best brown 
        Bb          A
Baggies and their platform soles

F
  They don't give a damn 
            C                  Bb
About any trumpet playing band

It ain't what they call 
          Dm   Bb  C
Rock and roll
                Bb  C
And the Sultans
                           Dm   Bb  C
Yeah, the Sultans played Creole

( Dm  Bb  C )

[Solo] Dm  C  Bb  A
       Dm  C  Bb  A
       F  C  Bb 
       Dm  Bb  C  Bb  C
       Dm  Bb  C
       Dm  Bb  C

[Sexta Parte]

Dm
   And then the man
     C         Bb         A         Dm
He steps right up to the microphone
              C
And says: At last
             Bb        A
Just as the time bell rings

F
  Goodnight
          C              Bb
Now it's time to go home

And he makes it fast 
                Dm   Bb  C
With one more thing
                   Bb  C
We are the Sultans
                        Dm  Bb  C
We are the Sultans of Swing

[Final] Dm  Bb  C