Luyện nghe bài hát Sultans Of Swing

You get a shiver in the
It's in the park but meantime
South of the river you stop and you everything
A band is blowing Dixie four time
You feel alright when you hear that ring

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

You check out Guitar George he knows all the
Mind he's 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 lights to his thing

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

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

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