Luyện nghe bài hát Sultans Of Swing

You get a shiver in the
It's raining in the but meantime
South of the river you and you hold everything
A is blowing Dixie double four time
You feel alright when you hear that music

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

You check out Guitar George he all the chords
Mind he's strictly rhythm he want to make it cry or sing
And an old is all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights to his thing

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

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

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