Luyện nghe bài hát Sultans Of Swing

You get a shiver in the
raining in the park but meantime
South of the you stop and you hold everything
A band is blowing double four time
You feel alright you hear that music ring

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

You out Guitar George he knows all the chords
Mind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to 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
He's got a daytime job he's doing
He can honky tonk just like anything
it up for Friday night
With the with the Sultans of Swing

And a crowd of young boys fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in best brown baggies and their platform soles
The don't give a damn any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they rock and roll
And the Sultans played

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