A hungry feeling, came o'er me stealing And the mice were squealing in my prison cell And the auld triangle, went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal. to begin the morning, the screw was bawling Get up you ..., and clean up your cell And the 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 the auld triangle, went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal. up in the female prison there are seventy five women And among them now I wish I did dwell than that auld triangle, could go jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal.