Molly Malone (Cockles and Mussels) Marc Gunn

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 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, t'was no wonder
For so were her mother and father before
They each wheeled their 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 died of a fever
And no one could save her
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"