The Auld Triangle

A hungry feeling came o'er me stealing
And the mice were squealing in my prison cell

And the auld triangle went jingle, jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

To begin the morning, A screw was bawling
"Get up you bowsie, and clean up your cell"

And the auld triangle went jingle, jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

The lads were sleeping
Humpy Gussy was creeping
As I lay there weeping for my girl, Sal

And the auld triangle went jingle, jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

Up in the female prison, there's 75 women
And among them I wish I did dwell

Then the auld triangle could go jingle
Jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

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