Текст песни The Auld Triangle - Luke Kelly
                                                    A 
                                                hungry 
                                                feeling 
                                                came 
                                                o'er 
                                                me 
                                                stealing
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                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 
                                                bawling
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Get 
                                                up 
                                                you 
                                                bowsie 
                                                and 
                                                clean 
                                                up 
                                                your 
                                                cell'
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                old 
                                                triangle 
                                                went 
                                                jingle 
                                                jangle
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                along 
                                                the 
                                                banks 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Royal 
                                                Canal
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                    a 
                                                fine 
                                                spring 
                                                evening 
                                                the 
                                                lag 
                                                lay 
                                                dreaming
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                seagulls 
                                                wheeling 
                                                high 
                                                over 
                                                the 
                                                wall
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                old 
                                                triangle 
                                                went 
                                                jingle 
                                                jangle
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                along 
                                                the 
                                                banks 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Royal 
                                                Canal
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                lags 
                                                were 
                                                sleeping, 
                                                Humpy 
                                                Gussy 
                                                was 
                                                creeping
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                    I 
                                                lay 
                                                there 
                                                weeping 
                                                for 
                                                my 
                                                girl 
                                                Sal
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                old 
                                                triangle 
                                                went 
                                                jingle 
                                                jangle
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                along 
                                                the 
                                                banks 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Royal 
                                                Canal
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                wind 
                                                was 
                                                rising 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                day 
                                                declining
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                    I 
                                                lay 
                                                pining 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                prison 
                                                cell
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                old 
                                                triangle 
                                                went 
                                                jingle 
                                                jangle
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                along 
                                                the 
                                                banks 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Royal 
                                                Canal
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                female 
                                                prison 
                                                there 
                                                are 
                                                seventy 
                                                five 
                                                women
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Tis 
                                                among 
                                                them 
                                                    I 
                                                wish 
                                                    I 
                                                did 
                                                dwell
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                old 
                                                triangle 
                                                went 
                                                jingle 
                                                jangle
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                along 
                                                the 
                                                banks 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Royal 
                                                Canal
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                day 
                                                was 
                                                dying 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                wind 
                                                was 
                                                sighing
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                    I 
                                                lay 
                                                crying 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                prison 
                                                cell
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                old 
                                                triangle 
                                                went 
                                                jingle 
                                                jangle
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                along 
                                                the 
                                                banks 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Royal 
                                                Canal
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Raglan Road
2 Scorn Not His Simplicity
3 The Sun Is Burning
4 The Holy Ground
5 Whiskey in the Jar
6 Dirty Old Town
7 The Unquiet Grave
8 The Rare Auld Times
9 The Peat Bog Soldiers
10 Alabama '58
11 The Molly Maguires
12 Free the People
13 Springhill Mining Disaster
14 The Gartan Mother's Lullaby
15 A Gentleman Soldier
16 God Save Ireland
17 The Jail of Cluain Meala
18 The Night Visiting Song
19 Joe Hill
20 Song for Ireland
21 Hand Me Down Me Bible
22 The Black Velvet Band
23 The Rising Of The Moon
24 The Auld Triangle
25 For What Died the Sons of Róisín
26 Kelly The Boy From Killane
27 The Town I Loved So Well
28 The Wild Rover
29 Maids When You're Young Never Wed An Old Man
30 Home Boys Home
31 Montreux Monto
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