Page type: lyric reference
Artist: Rapalje
Canonical path: /rapalje/the-old-triangle
Related lyric paths: 6
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The Old Triangle
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The Old Triangle
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A hungry feeling came o'er me stealing
As the mice were squealing in my prison cell
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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
Chorus
In the female prison there were sixtytwo-thousand and a half women
And amongst them I wish I did dwell
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I pray to Jesus he'd raise the wages
Up from eighty-five pence up to two pound and ten
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Rapalje performs "The Old Triangle", and this lyric page sits inside the Rapalje catalog on LyroVerse.
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