[Verse 1]

You get a shiver in the dark

It's raining in the park, but meantime

South of the river, you stop

And you hold everything

A band is blowing Dixie, double-four time

You feel alright when you hear that music ring

[Verse 2]

Well, now you step inside

But you don't see too many faces

Coming in out of the rain

To hear the jazz go down

Competition in other places

Ah, but the horns, they're blowing that sound

[Refrain]

Way on down south

Way on down south, London town

[Verse 3]

You check out guitar George

He knows all the chords

Mind, it's strictly rhythm

He doesn't want to 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

[Verse 4]

And Harry doesn't mind

If he doesn't make the scene

He's got a daytime job

He's doing alright

He can play the honky-tonk like anything

Saving it up for Friday night

[Refrain]

With the Sultans

With the Sultans of Swing

Yeah

[Verse 5]

And a crowd of young boys

They're fooling around in the corner

Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies

And their platform soles

They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band

It ain't what they call Rock and Roll

[Refrain]

And the Sultans

Yeah, the Sultans, they play Creole

Creole

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 6]

And then the man

He steps right up to the microphone

And says at last

Just as the time bell rings

“Goodnight, now it's time to go home”

Then he makes it fast with one more thing

[Refrain]

“We are the Sultans

We are the Sultans of Swing”

[Guitar Solo Outro]