Lyrics of
Temple Bar

There?s a busker playing on the street, watching all the people meet
The boys and girls are back in Dublin town
All those young ones they?re from everywhere
From America to God-knows-where
It?s just another night at Temple Bar
So Come on down
Out on the town
Cause this is where a good time can be found
So bring along the old squeeze box, the fiddle and guitar
Let?s have a good old night at Temple Bar
There?s a stag to here from Liverpool, chasing hens and on the
Barney is lashing out the Rare Old Times
The Glasgow girls are on the floor
And a round of shots have just been poured
It?s another crazy night at Temple Bar
So Come on down
Out on the town
Cause this is where a good time can be found
So bring along the old squeeze box, the fiddle and guitar
Let?s have a good old night at Temple Bar
Instrumental
There is no better place to be
Than this old town tonight
Nobody is going home
To litter at the light
So Come on down
Out on the town
Cause this is where a good time can be found
So bring along the old squeeze box, the fiddle and guitar
Let?s have a good old night at Temple Bar
So Come on down
Out on the town
Cause this is where a good time can be found
So bring along the old squeeze box, the fiddle and guitar
Let?s have a good old night at Temple Bar
Let?s have a good old night at Temple Bar
There?s a busker playing on the street, watching all the people meet
The boys and girls are back in Dublin town