Billy Treacy : Temple Bar

Date: Oct 2014
Duration: 3:43
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Download from itunes here. https://itunes.apple.com/ie/album/temple-bar/id930236757?i=930236834
Promo Video for the single “Temple Bar” from the album “Head Above Water”. Video shot by Tony St Ledger.
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Billy Treacy : Guitar & Vocals
Anthony “Booster” Bools : Guitar (Bodhran in Video)
Anthony Warde : Banjo
Andy Leighton : Fiddle
Conor Brady : Bass
Peter Browne : Accordion
Jonathan Foley: Cajon & Snare

Temple Bar Song written by Billy Treacy
Tune is The Maid Behind The (Temple) Bar
Recorded at Phonic Studios
Engineered by Conor Brady.
Mastered by Fergal Davis.

Thanks to everyone who helped at the shoot on the day
Paul Baker, Peter Lynch, Jane O’Connor, Colm Treacy and of course Tony St Ledger.

Temple Bar Song

1st verse
Don’t you know you’re about to enter, Dublin’s Cultural Centre.
Pedestrianised streets of Cobblestone.
Where the places are all hopping with tourists eating, shopping.
Guaranteed you’ll never drink alone.

But take a look around, for the natives can’t be found.
Except for the junkies, beggars, thieves.
The locals have more sense(cents).
Euro, shillings, pence.
And they know round here it won’t go far.
Chorus
In Temple Bar, In Temple Bar.
Dirty Aul Town of Molly Malone and Whiskey in the Jar.
There’ll be drink and songs a plenty but your pockets will be empty, coz round here your money won’t go far.
In Temple Bar, In Temple Bar.
It’s Vicars, Tarts, Drink, Feck, Arse, there’s nothing on a par.
Your throat it will be cracked and sore but your pockets well they’ll hurt more.
In Dublin City’s Temple Bar.

2nd Verse
Keep a good eye on your handbag,
Your man there is a toe rag.
Make sure you hold on to your phone.
Enjoy your stay in Ireland, be ya yank, English or Thailand.
Tell all your friends to come when you get home.

But please take my advice, that the rest of Dublin’s nice.
Don’t limit yourself to one square mile.
Now I mostly speak in jest, but believe me Dubs are best.
Guaranteed to make you smile.
Chorus
In Temple Bar, In Temple Bar.
Dirty aul town of Molly Malone and Whiskey in the Jar.
Where we go to celebrate or when we want to just drink late.
We know we never are too far.
From Temple Bar, from Temple Bar.
It’s Vicars, Tarts, Drink, Feck, Arse,
There’s nothing on a par.
If the Craic it isn’t ninety, you’ll be sure that it’s more mighty.
In Dublin City’s Temple Bar.
In Dublin City’s Temple Bar.
In Dublin City’s Temple Bar.

HUP!

(Straight into The Maid Behind the (Temple) Bar.)