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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

To begin the morning
The screw was bawling
"Get up ya loser and clean up your cell!"
And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

Now the screw was peeping
As the lag lay sleeping
Dreaming about his girl Sal
And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

Oh! the wind was rising
And the day declining
As a lady, I'm praying
In my prison cell
And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

In the female prison
There are 75 women
And among them now, I wish I did dwell
Then that auld triangle could go jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

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