Royal Canal (The Auld Triangle)

A hungry feeling came over me stealing

And the mice were squealing in my prison cell

And that old triangle goes jingle jangle

All along the banks of the Royal Canal

To begin the morning with the water boiling

Get out of bed and clean up your cell

And that old triangle goes jingle jangle

All along the banks of the Royal Canal

On a fine spring evening, as the land lay dreaming

I'd think the men high above the wall

And that old triangle goes jingle jangle

All along the banks of the Royal Canal

The screw was peeping and the land lay sleeping

As he lay there weeping for his gal, Sal

And that old triangle goes jingle jangle

All along the banks of the Royal Canal

In the female prison, there are seventy women

And it's all with them that I would like to dwell

And that old triangle could go jingle jangle

All along the banks of the Royal Canal

Then the day was dying and the wind was sighing

As I lay crying in my prison cell

And that old triangle goes jingle bloody jangle

All along the banks of the Royal Canal