Molly Malone Lyrics

MOLLY MALONE

In Dublin's fair city where girls are so pretty
was there I first met with sweet Molly Malone
she drove a wheelbarrow
Through the streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels
alive alive o'

Alive alive o'
alive alive o'
Crying cockles and mussels
alive alive o'

she was a fishmonger and that was no wonder
her father and mother were fishmongers too
they drove a wheelbarrow
Through the streets broad and narrow Crying cockles and mussels
alive, alive o'

Alive alive o'
alive alive o'
crying cockels and mussels
alive alive o'

She died of a fever and nothing could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
her horse drives a wheelbarrow
Through the streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels
alive alive o'

Alive alive o'
alive alive o'
crying cockels and mussels
alive alive o'

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