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Molly Malone

 
In Dublin's fair City, where the girls are so
pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
Where she wheeled her wheel-barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying, Cockles and Mussels, Alive, Alive Oh.

Chorus

Alive, Alive Oh.
Alive, Alive Oh.
Crying, Cockles and Mussels,
Alive, Alive Oh.

She was a fishmonger,
And sure 'twas no wonder,
For so were her father and mother before,
And they both wheeled their barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
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.