You get a shiver in the dark
It's been raining in the park, but meatime
South of the river
You stop and you hold everything
A band is playing Dixie
Double four time
You feel alright
When you hear the music ring
We are the sultans
We are the sultans of swing
Hey, there's a crowd of young boys
Fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best black skinnys, dirty plimsoles
And they don't give a damn
About no trumpet playing band
Is not what they call rock and roll
We are the sultans
We are the sultans of swing