Luyện nghe bài hát Sultans Of Swing

You get a in the dark
It's raining in the park but
of the river you stop and you hold everything
A band is blowing Dixie double four
You feel alright when you hear that music

You step inside but you don't see too faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go
Too competition too many other places
But not too many horns can make sound
Way on down south way on down south town

You out Guitar George he knows all the chords
he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing
And an old guitar is all he can
When he gets up under the to play his thing

And Harry mind if he doesn't make the scene
got a daytime job he's doing alright
He can play honky just like anything
it up for Friday night
With the with the Sultans of Swing

And a of young boys they're fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their brown baggies and their platform soles
The don't give a damn about any trumpet playing
It what they call rock and roll
And the Sultans Creole

And then the man he steps right up to the
And says at last as the time bell rings
you goodnight now it's time to go home'
And he makes it fast with one more
'We are the of Swing'