The Ould Triangle
A [C] hungry feeling came o’er me stealing,
And the[F] mice were[Am] squealing in my [Dm] prison [F] cell,
And the ould tri[C]angle went jingle jangle,
All [F] along the[Am] banks of the[G] Royal Ca[C]nal.
To [C] start the morning, the warden bawling,
Get [F] out of [Am] bed you, and clean [Dm] out your [F] cell,
Oh the [C] screw was peeping,and the loike was sleeping,
As [F] he lay [Am] weeping for [Dm] his girl [F] Sal.
On a [C] fine spring evening, the loike lay dreaming,
And the [F] seagulls were [Am] wheeling, high [Dm] above the [F] wall,
Oh the [C] wind was sighing, and the day was dying,
As the [F] loike lay [Am] crying, in his [Dm] prison [F] cell,
In the [C] woman's prison there are seventy women,
And I [F] wish it was [Am] with them, that [Dm] I did [F] dwell.