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OULD TRIANGLE
(Brendan Behan)

Oh! a hungry feeling, it came o'er me stealing
And the mice they were squealing in my prison cell--

cho: And the ould triangle, It went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal.

Now the screw was peeping while the lag was sleeping
And he was dreaming of his gal, Sal,

And to begin the morning, the warders bawling
"Ah, get up you bowsey and clean out your cell!"

Now in the female prison there are seventeen women
And it's among those women I would like to dwell;

Now the wind was rising and the sun declining
While I lay there pining in my prison cell.

Featured in Behan's play "The Quare Fella"
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