A 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 with 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
The screw 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
And that auld triangle, went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
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Lyricapsule: Jeff Buckley Drowns; May 29, 1997 |
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