A hungry feeling came o'er me stealing
As the mice were squealing in my prison cell
And the old triangle went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
To begin the morning a screw was balling
Get up you bowsies and clean out your cells
And the old triangle went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
In the female prison there were sixty-two-thousand and a half women
And amongst them I wish I did dwell
And the old triangle went jingle bloody jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
1 | Wat zullen we drinken |
2 | Caledonia |
3 | Are Ye Sleeping Maggie |
4 | Loch Lomond |
5 | Ride On |
6 | The Queen Of Argyll |
7 | Home Is Where My Friends Are |
8 | The Spanish Lady |
9 | Stad Amsterdam |
10 | Ye Jacobites |