A hungry feeling, came o'er me stealing

And the mice were squealing in my prison cell

To begin the morning, the water boiling

Get up out of bed boy, and clean up your cell

And the 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 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 the 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 the 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 the auld triangle, went jingle jangle

All along the banks of the royal canal

And the auld triangle, went jingle jangle

All along the banks of the royal canal