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 Oh! To start the morning The warden bawling "Get up out of bed, you! And Clean out your cell!" And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal Oh! the screw was peeping And the (lag|loike) was sleeping As he lay weeping For his girl Sal And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal On a fine Spring evening The (lag|loike) lay dreaming And the sea-gulls were wheeling High above the wall And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal Oh! the wind was sighing And the day was dying As the (lag|loike) lay crying In his prison cell And that auld triangle went jingle-bloody-jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal In the women's prison There are seventy women And I wish it was with them That I did dwell Then that auld triangle could go jingle-jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal