The Double Inn

There’s a little pub in Dublin that is called the «Double Inn»,
And it’s kept by Mr. Singleton who has a double chin.
You will find him in the parlour full of jollity and fun
With a smile upon his double chin to welcome every one.
In the Double Inn in Dublin,
You can soon find trouble in the Double Inn,
If it’s trouble you desire, you can get what you require,
Drink somebody’s beer you’ll throw the fat upon the fire;
In the Double Inn in Dublin, the pub that pours the perfect pint of stout,
You’ll see Mister Single ton when you go in the Double Inn
But you’ll be seeing double coming out.
The Double Inn is famous, everybody knows the place,
Each Dublin man has «Double Inn» engraved upon his face;
To spend an hour each evening there is everyone’s delight,
You can have a joke, go out and smoke, then end up in a fight.
In the Double Inn in Dublin,
You can soon find trouble in the Double Inn,
If it’s trouble you desire, just call a man a liar,
That’s the sort of thing to throw the fat upon the fire
In the Double Inn in Dublin, the pub that pours the perfect pint of stout,
You’ll see Mister Single ton when you go in the Double Inn,
But you’ll be seeing double coming out.
The Double Inn is friendly, there’s a welcome on the mat,
So fill your mug, go in the snug, and have a little chat,
There really are no strangers here, just friends you haven’t met,
If you just sit back, enjoy the craic, your troubles you’ll forget.
In the Double Inn in Dublin, You can soon find trouble in the Double Inn,
If it’s trouble you desire, you can get what you require,
Flirt with someone’s girl you’ll throw the fat upon the fire
In the Double Inn in Dublin, the pub that pours the perfect pint of stout
You’ll see Mister Single ton when you go in the Double Inn
But you’ll be seeing double coming out.