"The Auld Triangle" lyrics
"The Auld Triangle"
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 warder 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 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 lay dreaming
And the seagulls 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 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
Writer(s): James Thirkhill Fearnley, Peter Richard Stacey, Andrew David Ranken, Cait O'Riordan, Jem Finer, Shane Patrick Lysaght Macgowan
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"Red Roses For Me" (1984)
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