;The Old Triangle
;Dominic Behan


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 A hungry feeling             came o'er me stealing
.        Em             D               Em          A7
 And the mice they were squealing in my prison cell
.         D      Dmaj7  D6  Dmaj7       D      Dmaj7   D6  Dmaj7
 And that old triangle             went jingle jangle
.    Em        D            Em   A7    D  Dmaj7  D6 Dmaj7
 All along the banks of the Royal  Canal



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 Oh to start the morning,          the warden bawling
.    Em        D            Em             A7
 Get up out of bed you, and clean out your cell
.         D      Dmaj7  D6  Dmaj7       D      Dmaj7   D6  Dmaj7
 And that old triangle             went jingle jangle
.      Em      D            Em   A7    D  Dmaj7  D6 Dmaj7
 All along the banks of the Royal  Canal



.       D         Dmaj7  D6  Dmaj7       D       Dmaj7     D6  Dmaj7
 Oh the screw was peeping        and the lag was sleeping
.   Em     D           Em       A7
 As he lay weeping for his girl Sal
.         D      Dmaj7  D6  Dmaj7       D      Dmaj7   D6  Dmaj7
 And that old triangle             went jingle jangle
.      Em      D            Em   A7    D  Dmaj7  D6 Dmaj7
 All along the banks of the Royal  Canal



.     D           Dmaj7  D6  Dmaj7     D       Dmaj7     D6  Dmaj7
 On a fine spring evening,         the lag lay dreaming
.        Em            D              Em       A7
 And the seagulls were wheeling high above the wall
.         D      Dmaj7  D6  Dmaj7       D      Dmaj7   D6  Dmaj7
 And that old triangle             went jingle jangle
.      Em      D            Em   A7    D  Dmaj7  D6 Dmaj7
 All along the banks of the Royal  Canal



.       D        Dmaj7  D6  Dmaj7       D       Dmaj7     D6  Dmaj7
 Oh the wind was sighing,       and the day was dying
.       Em      D             Em      A7
 As the lag lay crying in his prision cell
.         D      Dmaj7  D6  Dmaj7       D      Dmaj7   D6  Dmaj7
 And that old triangle             went jingle jangle
.      Em      D            Em   A7    D  Dmaj7  D6 Dmaj7
 All along the banks of the Royal  Canal



.       D      Dmaj7  D6  Dmaj7          D       Dmaj7     D6  Dmaj7
 In the female prison          there are seventy women
.      Em          D              Em    A7
 And I wish it was with them that I did dwell
.         D      Dmaj7  D6  Dmaj7       D      Dmaj7   D6  Dmaj7
 And that old triangle             went jingle jangle
.      Em      D            Em   A7    D  Dmaj7  D6 Dmaj7
 All along the banks of the Royal  Canal
.      Em      D            Em   A7    D  Dmaj7  D6 Dmaj7
 All along the banks of the Royal  Canal