A hungry feeling came o' er me stealing
And the mice were sqealing in my prison cell
And the auld triangle went jingle jangle along the
Banks of the Royal Can*l
To start the morning the screw was bawling get up ye
Bowsie and clean up your cell
And the auld triangle went jingle jangle along the
Banks of the Royal Can*l
The screw was peeping Skinner Mac was sleeping and he
Was dreaming of his girl Sal
And the auld triangle went jingle jangle along the
Banks of the Royal Can*l
The moon was shining the sun declining Skinner Mac was
Pining in his prison cell
And the auld triangle went jingle jangle along the
Banks of the Royal Can*l
In the female prison there lie seventy women and itґs
In there with them that Iґd like to dwell
And the auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Can*l
And the auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Can*l