The Auld Triangle

A hungry feeling, came o'er me stealing

And the mice they were squealing in my prison cell



To begin the morning, the warden bawling

Get up out of bed boy, and clean out your cell



And that auld triangle, went jingle jangle

All along the banks of the Royal Canal



On a fine spring evening, the lag lay dreaming

And the seagulls were squeeling high above the wall



Oh the day was dying and the wind was sighing

As I lay there crying in my prison cell



And that auld triangle, went jingle jangle

All along the banks of the Royal Canal



Oh the screw was peeping and the lag was sleeping

As he lay there weeping for his poor gal



And that auld triangle, went jingle jangle

All along the banks of the Royal Canal



In the female prison there are seventy women

And I wish it was with them that I did dwell



And that auld triangle, went jingle jangle

All along the banks of the Royal Canal



And that auld triangle, went jingle jangle

All along the banks of the Royal Canal