Molly Malone

Lyrics for Molly Malone

In Dublin's fair city, where the girls are so pretty I first laid my eyes on sweet Molly Malone As she wheeled her wheel barrow Through the 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 was a fishmonger and sure it was no wonder For so was her father and mother before And they all wheeled their barrows Through the 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 the streets broad and narrow Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive oh.