Luyện nghe bài hát Sultans Of Swing

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

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

You check out Guitar George he all the chords
Mind he's rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing
And an old is all he can afford
When he gets up the lights to play his thing

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

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

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