Dire Straits - Sultans Of Swing, аккорды

Intro: 
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 You get a shiver in the dark
          
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 it`s raining in the park but meantime
 
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 south of the river you stop and you hold everything
 
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 a band is blowing Dixie double four time
         
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 you feel alright when you hear that music ring 
 
                
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 (Now) you step inside but you don`t see too many faces
  
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 Coming in out of the rain to (you) hear the jazz go down
 
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 Too much competition too many other places
 
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 But not too many horns can make that sound
 
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(But not too many horns are blowing that sound)

 
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       Way on downsouth
 
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       Way on downsouth
 
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 London town
 
                 
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 You check out Guitar George he knows all the chords
 
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 Mind he`s (his) strictly rhythm
                    
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 He doesn`t want to make it cry or sing
 
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 And an old guitar is all he can afford
 
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 When he gets up under the lights to play his thing
 
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 (And) harry doesnb`t mind if he doesn`t make the scene
 
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 He(`s) got a daytime job he`s doing al(l)right
 
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 He can play honky tone just like anything
 
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 (He can play the honky tonk like anything)
 
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 Saving it up for friday night
              
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 With the sultans
                    
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 With the sultans of swing

 
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 And a crowd of young boys they`re 
   
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 Fooling around in the corner
 
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 drunk and dressed in their best brown 
 
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 Baggies and their platform soles
 
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 They don`t give a damn about 
            
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 (`Bout) any trumpet playing band
    
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 It ain`t what they call rock and roll
             
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 And the sultans
                   
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 And the sultans played creole
                   
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 (Yeah the Sultans they played Creole)
 
 
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 And then the man he steps right up to the microphone
 
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 And says at last just as the time bell rings
 
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 Thank you goodnight now it`s time to go home
         
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 And he makes it fast with one more thing
               
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 We are the sultans
                  
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 We are the sultans of swing
 
 Outro: 
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