hungry feeling came o'er me stealing 
And the mice were squealing in my prison cell 
And that Auld Triangle went jingle-jangle 
All along the banks of the Royal Canal 

Oh to start the morning, the warden bawling 
Get up out of bed you, and clean out your cell 
And that Auld Triangle went jingle-jangle 
All along the banks of the Royal Canal 

Oh the [bad word] was peeping and the lag was sleeping 
As he lay weeping for his girl Sal 
And that 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 wheeling high above the wall 
And that Auld Triangle went jingle-jangle 
All along the banks of the Royal Canal 

Oh the wind was sighing, and the day was dying 
As the lag lay crying in his prison cell 
And that Auld Triangle went jingle-bloody-jangle 
All along the banks of the Royal Canal 

In the women's prison there are seventy women 
And I wish it was with them that I did dwell -
Then that Auld Triangle could go jingle-jangle 
All along the banks of the Royal Canal!