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The Auld Triangle Video (MV)




Performed By: Thom Dunn
Language: English
Length: 4:57
Written by: Dominic Behan




Thom Dunn - The Auld Triangle Lyrics




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

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

To begin the morning
The warden bawling
"Get ye's up from bed, boys
And clean out your cells!"

And the 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 Sal

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

On a fine Spring evening
The lag lay dreaming
And the sea-gulls wheeling
High above the wall

Oh, the day was dying
And the wind was sighing
As he lay there crying
In his prison cell

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

In the female prison
There are seventy women
And I wish to God it were with them
That I did dwell

But that auld triangle goes jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

And the auld triangle went jingle-bloody-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
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English

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

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

To begin the morning
The warden bawling
"Get ye's up from bed, boys
And clean out your cells!"

And the 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 Sal

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

On a fine Spring evening
The lag lay dreaming
And the sea-gulls wheeling
High above the wall

Oh, the day was dying
And the wind was sighing
As he lay there crying
In his prison cell

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

In the female prison
There are seventy women
And I wish to God it were with them
That I did dwell

But that auld triangle goes jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

And the auld triangle went jingle-bloody-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
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Writer: Dominic Behan
Copyright: Lyrics © CONEXION MEDIA GROUP, INC., O/B/O DistroKid, Royalty Network

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