The Auld Triangle
Doug Anthony All Stars
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G C G Word has come from Dublin CityG C She's lost her sweet angry boyG C Born with a spirit his fleshD could not containEm Brendan Behan is deadG C No stranger to life, he livedG bright enoughEm Am C No stranger to the glass in his handG F No stranger to the cause he foughtD for all his lifeEm Brendan Behan is deadC DG Em A hungry feeling came over me stealingContinúa después del anuncioAm F Am While the mice were feeding in myC prison cellG Em And the old triangle went jingle jangleAm G Am All along the banks of the royalG canalG Em On a fine spring evening as I lay dreamingAm G Am And the lad was weeping for his galC SalG Em And the old triangle went jingle jangleAm G Am All along the banks of the royalG canalG Em And the wind was sighing as the day was dyingAm G Am And the lad still crying in hisC prison cellG Em And the old triangle went jingle bloody jangleAm G Am All along the banks of the royalG canalG In the women's prison there areEm seventy womenAm G And I wish it was with them thatAm C I did dwellG Then that old triangle could goEm jingle bloody jangleAm G Am All along the banks of the royalG canalG Then that old triangle could goEm jingle bloody jangleAm G Am All along the banks of the royalG canalG C Ireland has lost her sweet angryG singerG C No longer his poems fine designG C Will ring out in Gaelic, or soundD through the MainEm Brendan Behan is dead