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