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The Old Triangle

The Old Triangle – Irish Song

Lyrics of The Old Triangle

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

And the old triangle
Went jingle jangle
All along the banks
Of the Royal Canal 

To begin the morning
The warder’s bawling
“Get out of bed
And clean up your cell” 

And the old triangle
Went jingle jangle
All along the banks Of the Royal Canal 

On a fine spring evening
The lag lay dreaming
The seagulls wheeling
High above the wall 

And the old triangle
Went jingle jangle
All along the banks
Of the Royal Canal 

The screw was peeping
The lag was sleeping
While he lay weeping
For his girl Sal 

And the old triangle
Went jingle jangle
All along the banks
Of the Royal Canal 

The wind was rising
And the day declining
As I lay pining
In my prison cell 

And the old triangle
Went jingle jangle
All along the banks
Of the Royal Canal 

In the female prison
There are seventy women
I wish it was with them
That I did dwell 

Then the old triangle 
Could go jingle jangle
All along the banks
Of the Royal Canal 

The day was dying
And the wind was sighing
As I lay crying
In my prison cell 

And the old triangle
Went jingle jangle
All along the banks
Of the Royal Canal
All along the banks
Of the Royal Canal