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 Canal
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 Canal
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 Canal
Up in the female prison
There are seventy-five women
And 'tis among them
I wish I did dwell
Then the old triangle could go jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
All along the banks of the Royal Canal