Auld Triangle

A [C]hungry feeling Came [Em]o'er me stealing
And the [F]mice were [C]squealing In my [D]prison [F]cell
To be[C]gin the morning The [Em]warden bawling
"Get [F]up out of [C]bed, boy! And [D]Clean up your [F]cell!"

And that[C] Auld Triangle went [Em]jingle-jangle
All a[F]long the banks of the [G]Royal C[C]anal
(finish bar with G which leads into next verse)

On a fine Spring evening
The lag lay dreaming
And the sea-gulls squealing
High above the wall
Oh! the day was dying
And the wind was sighing
As I lay there crying
In my prison 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 there weeping
For his poor gal

And that Auld Triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

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

And that Auld Triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal