Molly Malone

verse 1

In Dublins fair city, where the girls are so pretty,
I once met a girl called sweet Molly Malone,
She wheeled her wheelbarrow,
through the 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!

verse 2

She was a fishmonger, and sure twas no wonder,
for so were her mother and father before.
they wheeled there wheelbarrows,through the streets broad and narrow,
crying cockles and mussles alive alive o!

verse 3

My love had a fever and no one could save her,
and that was the end of sweet Molly Malone,
now her ghost wheels her barrow,
through the streets broad and narrow,
crying cockles and mussles alive alive o!