A hungry feeling came o'er me stealing And the mice were squealing in my prison cell And the old triangle went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal
To begin the morning a screw was bawling 'Get up you bowsie and clean up your cell' And the old triangle went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal
On a fine spring evening the lag lay dreaming The seagulls wheeling high over the wall And the old triangle went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal
The lags were sleeping, Humpy Gussy was creeping As I lay there weeping for my girl Sal And the old triangle went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal
The wind was rising and the day declining As I lay pining in my prison cell And the old triangle went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal
In the female prison there are seventy five women 'Tis among them I wish I did dwell And the old triangle went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal
The day was dying and the wind was sighing As I lay crying in my prison cell And the old triangle went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal CanalTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
