In Dublin's Fair City

In Dublin's fair city

Where the 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-o"



Alive alive-o
Alive alive-o
Crying "Cockles and mussels

Alive, alive-o"

She was a fishmonger
And sure 'twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
They each wheeled their barrow
Throught streets broad and narrow
Crying "Cockles and mussels,alive, alive-o"

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-o"