The Old Triangle Songtext
von Bert Jansch

A hungry feelin′ came o'er me stealin′
And the mice they were squealin' on my prison cell
The auld triangle goes jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

To begin the morning the screw was bawlin'
Get out of bed and clean out yourself
The auld triangle goes jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal


On a fine spring evenin′ the lad was dreamin′
And seagulls wheelin' high above the wall
The auld triangle goes jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

Oh the female prison has got seventy women
And it′s there that I would rather dwell
The auld triangle goes jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

A hungry feelin' came o′er me stealin'
And the mice they were squealin′ on my prison cell
The auld triangle goes jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal