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             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
		Dm      -       C       -       Bb      -       C
		1.25            0.5           2.25              4.0