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 when you hear that music ring

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

You check out Guitar he knows all the chords
Mind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to it cry or sing
And an old is all he can afford
When he up under the lights to play his thing

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

And a crowd of boys they're fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best brown and their platform soles
The don't give a damn about any trumpet band
It ain't they call rock and roll
And the played Creole

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