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Brendan Behan

The Banks of the Royal Canal

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  D      G  D                  G   D
A hungry feeling, came o'er me stealing
       G    A    D               Em'    G  A
As the mice were squealing in my prison cell
         D   A  G  D        D  A   G  D
And that old triangle, went jingle jangle
    G         D            A       D
All along the banks of the Royal Canal.
To begin the morning, with the water boiling
Get out of bed, clean up your cell
And the old triangle, went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal.
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