Luyện nghe bài hát Sultans Of Swing

You get a in the dark
It's in the park 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 ring

You step inside but you don't see too many
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go
Too much competition too many places
But not too horns can make that sound
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 is all he can afford
he gets 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 tonk just like anything
Saving it up for Friday
With the Sultans with the Sultans of

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

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