A hungry feeling, came o'er me stealing   And the mice they were squealing in my prison cell      To begin the morning, the warden bawling   Get up out of bed boy, and clean out your cell      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 squeeling 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 it was with them that I did dwell      And that auld triangle, went jingle jangle   All along the banks of the Royal Canal       And that auld triangle, went jingle jangle   All along the banks of the Royal Canal