| Lyrics: | MOLLY MALONE
In Dublin's fair city where girls are so pretty
Twas there that I first
met sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
Through street broad and
narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"
Alive, alive oh, alive,
alive oh,
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"
Now she was a fishmonger
and sure twas no wonder
For so were her mother and father before
And they each wheeled
their barrows
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive
oh"
She died of a faver 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"
@Irish @fish @work @ghost
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