Molly Malone        ----- trad. / The Dubliners

In Dublin's fair city
where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheel-barrow
through streets broad and narrow
crying cockles and mussles alive, alive O

Chorus:
             Alive, alive O
             Alive, alive O
             crying cockles and mussles, alive, alive O

She was a fish monger
And sure t' was no wonder
For so were her father and mother before.
And they wheeled their wheel-barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
crying cockles and mussles alive, alive O

             Chorus

She died of a favour,
and shure no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
Now her ghost wheels the barrow
Through the streets broad and narrow
crying cockles and mussles alive, alive O

             Chorus

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