A hungry feeling
Came o'er me stealing
And the mice were squeeling
In my prison cell
And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the royal canal
Oh! to start the morning
The warden bawling
"get up out of bed, you! and clean out your cells!"
And the auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the royal canal
Oh! the screw was peeping
And the loike lay sleeping
And seagulls were weeping
High above the wall
And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the royal canal
In the female prison
There are seventy women
And I wish to God it was with them
That I did dwell
Then that auld triangle could go jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the royal canal
From Cork, Ireland, Lewis Barfoot writes mystic, majestic songs derived from regional folk, with an ambient music aura. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 11, 2023
The latest LP from Brigid Mae Power is gorgeous and ghostly, setting Power’s voice against soft brushes of guitar, piano, & shuffling drums. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 17, 2018