A hungry feelin'
Came o'er me stealing
And the mice were squeelin'
In my prison cell
And the auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Can*l
To begin the mornin'
The screw was bawlin'
"Get up, ya bowsie, and clean up your cell"
And the auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Can*l
The screw was peepin'
Humpy Gussy was sleepin'
As I lay there dreamin' of my girl, Sal
And the auld (the auld) triangle (triangle) went jingle- (went jingle-) jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Can*l
Up in the female prison
There are seventy-five women
And 'tis among them, I wish I did dwell
Then the auld triangle could go jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Can*l
All along the banks of the Royal Can*l.