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
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And that old triangle             went jingle jangle
      Em      D            Em   A7    D  Dmaj7  D6 Dmaj 7
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
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And that old triangle             went jingle jangle
      Em      D            Em   A7    D  Dmaj7  D6 Dmaj 7
All along the banks of the Royal  Canal


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Oh the screw was peeping        and the lag was sleeping
   Em     D           Em       A7
As he lay weeping for his girl Sal
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And that old triangle             went jingle jangle
      Em      D            Em   A7    D  Dmaj7  D6 Dmaj 7
All along the banks of the Royal  Canal


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On a fine spring evening,         the lag lay dreaming
        Em            D              Em       A7
And the seagulls were wheeling high above the wall
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And that old triangle             went jingle jangle
      Em      D            Em   A7    D  Dmaj7  D6 Dmaj 7
All along the banks of the Royal  Canal


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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 Dmaj 7
All along the banks of the Royal  Canal


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In the female prison          there are seventy women
      Em          D              Em    A7
And I wish it was with them that I did dwell
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And that old triangle             went jingle jangle
      Em      D            Em   A7    D  Dmaj7  D6 Dmaj 7
All along the banks of the Royal  Canal
      Em      D            Em   A7    D  Dmaj7  D6 Dmaj 7
All along the banks of the Royal  Canal