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A hungry feeling came o'er me stealing |
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And the mice were squealing in my prison cell |
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And the old triangle went jingle jangle |
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All along the banks of the Royal Canal |
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To begin the morning a screw was bawling |
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“Get up you bowsie and clean up your cell” |
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And the old triangle went jingle jangle |
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All along the banks of the Royal Canal |
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The lags were sleeping |
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Humpy Gussy was creeping |
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As I lay there weeping for my girl Sal |
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And the old triangle went jingle jangle |
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All along the banks of the Royal Canal |
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Up in the female prison |
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There are seventy-five women |
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And 'tis among them |
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I wish I did dwell |
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Then the old triangle could go jingle jangle |
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All along the banks of the Royal Canal |
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All along the banks of the Royal Canal |
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