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A[G] hungry feeling,came o're me stealing,
And the[C] mice were[Em] squeeling in my[Am] prison[C] cell,
And the ould tri[G]angle,went jingle jangle,
All[C] along the[Em] banks of the[D] Royal Ca[G]nal.
To start the morning,the warden bawling,
Get you bousey and clean out your cell,
And the ould,,,,,
Oh the screw was peeping,and the loike was sleeping,
As he lay weeping for his girl Sal.
And the ould,,,,
On a fine spring evening,the loike lay dreaming,
And the seagulls were wheeling,high above the wall,
And the ould tr,,,,,,
Oh the wind was sighing,and the day was dying,
As the loike lay crying,in his prison cell,
And the ould,,,,,
In the woman's prison there are seventy women,
And I wish I was with them,that I did dwell.
And the ould,,,
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