Luyện nghe bài hát Sultans of Swing

You get a shiver in the
raining in the park but meantime
South of the river you stop and you everything
A band is blowing Dixie double time
You feel all right when you that music ring

Well now you step inside but you see too many faces
in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Competition in other
But the horns, they blowing that

Way on down
Way on south in London town

You check out George, he knows all the chords
But it's strictly he doesn't want to make it cry or sing
Yes an old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights to his thing

And Harry doesn't if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job, he's alright
He can play the honky tonk anything
Saving it up for Friday

the Sultans
With the of Swing

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

And the
Yeah, the Sultans Creole, Creole

Then the man, he steps right up to the
And says at just as the time bell rings
"Goodnight, now it's to go home"
And he makes it with one more thing

"We are the
We are the of Swing"