Attempting to redeem myself...These lyrics are from Soodlum's Irish Ballad Book and contain extra verses than in the database...

Mark, if your lyrics are different or there are other verses, please post them. I'd be interested in them. ~Mary

OULD TRIANGLE
(This song, written by Brendan Behan for his play
"The Quare Fellow" is set in Mountjoy Prison...)

  G                                 Bm
  A hungry feelin', it came o'er me stealin',
          C         G               A7     C
  And the mice were squealin' in my prison cell.

     

Chorus:

    

G                           Bm
  And that ould triangle went jingle jangle
        C        G            D        G
  All a-long the banks of the Royal Ca-nal.

To begin the morning, the warder bawling
"Get out of bed and clean up your cell!"

On a fine spring evening, the lag lay dreaming,
The seagulls wheeling high above the wall,

The screw was peeping while the lag was sleeping,
While he lay weeping for his girl, Sal,

The wind was rising and the sun declining,
As I lay pining in my prison cell.

The day was dying and the wind was sighing,
As I lay crying in my prison cell.

In the female prison there are seventy women,
I wish it was with them that I did dwell.