paroles de chanson The Auld Triangle (The John Peel Show) [as Pogue Mahone] [April 1984] [Live] - The Pogues

A hungry feelin' came o'er me stealing
And the mice were squealing in my prison cell

And that auld triangle went "jingle-jangle"
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

To start the morning, the warden bawling
Get up out of bed, you, and clean out your cell

And that auld triangle went "jingle-jangle"
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

Oh, the screw was peeping and the lag was sleeping
As he lay weeping for his girl Sal

And that auld triangle went "jingle-jangle"
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

On a fine spring evening, the lag lay dreaming
And the seagulls were wheeling high above the wall

And that auld triangle went "jingle-jangle"
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

Oh, the wind was sighing and the day was dying
As the lag lay cryin' in his prison cell

And that auld triangle went "jingle-bloody-jangle"
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

In the women's prison, there are 70 women
And I wish it was with them that I did dwell

Then that auld triangle could go "jingle-jangle"
All along the banks of the Royal Canal