Molly Malone

In Dublin's fair city Where girls are so pretty, I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone, As she wheeled her wheelbarrow 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 But 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!"

She died of a fever, And no one could save her, And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone, But her ghost wheels her barrow Through streets broad and narrow, Crying "Cockles and mussels! Alive, alive Oh!"