In Dublin's fair city
Where girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she pushed her wheelbarrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"!
Alive, alive oh! alive, alive oh!
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"!
Now she was a fishmonger
And sure twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they each wheeled their barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"!
Alive, alive oh! alive, alive oh!
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"!
She died of a fever
And no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone.
Now her ghost wheels her barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"!
/: Alive, alive oh! alive, alive oh!
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"! :/ |
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