The Auld Triangle
Journey of Redemption: The Auld Triangle's Melodic Tale
Lyrics
A hungry feeling, came o'er me stealing
A feeling of hunger arose within me stealthily
And the mice were squealing in my prison cell
The mice were making noise in my prison cell
And that auld triangle went "jingle, jangle"
The old triangle produced a sound, a clinking or ringing
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
Throughout the area beside the Royal Canal
Oh, to start the morning, the warden bawling
In the morning, the prison warden shouted orders
Get up out of bed, you, and clean out your cell
Ordered inmates to rise and tidy their cells
And that auld triangle went "jingle, jangle"
The old triangle made its clinking or ringing sound again
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
Continuing alongside the Royal Canal
Oh, the screw was peeping and the lag was sleeping
The guard was peering and the prisoner was sleeping
As he lay weeping for his girl, Sal
The prisoner was crying for his girl, Sal
And that auld triangle went "jingle, jangle"
The old triangle produced its distinct sound
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
Continuing along the Royal Canal's banks
On a fine spring evening, the lag lay dreaming
During a pleasant spring evening, the prisoner was dreaming
And the seagulls were wheeling high above the wall
Seagulls were flying high above the prison wall
And that auld triangle went "jingle, jangle"
The old triangle made its familiar clinking or ringing sound
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
Remained present along the Royal Canal
Oh, the wind was sighing and the day was dying
The wind was moaning and the day was ending
As the lag lay crying in his prison cell
The prisoner was crying in his cell
And that auld triangle went "jingle, bloody jangle"
The old triangle produced an intensified sound
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
Continuing along the banks of the Royal Canal
In the women's prison, there are seventy women
In the women's prison, there were seventy inmates
And I wish it was with them that I did dwell
Expressing a desire to be dwelling with them
And that auld triangle can go "jingle jangle"
The old triangle could produce its sound
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
Reiterating its presence along the Royal Canal
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