Sweet Mooly Malone The Irish Rovers

In Dublin's fair city
Where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
And she wheeled her wheelbarrow
Through 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's no wonder
For so was her father and mother before
And they both wheeled their barrows
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying 'Cockles and Mussels, alive, alive, oh!'

Alive, alive oh!
Alive, alive oh!
Crying 'Cockles and Mussels, alive, alive, oh!'

But I was a rover
And sailed the seas over
So I bid my farewell to sweet Molly Malone
And as I was sailing
The wild wind was wailing
Crying 'Cockles and Mussels, alive, alive oh!'