Oh, a hungry feelin' came o'er me stealin'. And the mice were squealin' in my prison cell.

Chorus: And the auld triangle went jingle jangle. All along the banks of the Royal Canal.

To begin the mornin' the screw was bawlin', "Get up ya bowsie and clean up your cell."

Chorus: And the auld triangle went jingle jangle. All along the banks of the Royal Canal.

Now the screw was peepin' as the lag lay sleepin', dreaming about his girl Sal.

Chorus: 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.

Then that auld triangle could go jingle jangle. All along the banks of the Royal Canal. All along the banks of the Royal Canal.