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 Can*l
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 Can*l
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 Can*l
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 Can*l
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 Can*l
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 Can*l
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 Can*l