Molly Malone

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
Cryin', "Cockles an' mussels alive, alive-o"

She was a fishmonger and sure 'twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they wheeled their wheelbarrows
Through streets broad and narrow
Cryin', "Cockles an' mussels alive, alive-o"

"Alive, alive-o, alive, alive-o,"
Cryin', "Cockles an' mussels alive, alive-o"

"Alive, alive-o, alive, alive-o
Cockles an' mussels alive, alive-o"

She died of a fever, no one could save her
That was the end of sweet Molly Malone
Now her ghost wheels her barrow through streets broad and narrow
Cryin', "Cockles an' mussels alive, alive-o"

"Alive, alive-o, alive, alive-o,"
Cryin', "Cockles an' mussels alive, alive-o," oh

"'Live, alive-o, alive, alive-o,"
Cryin', "Cockles an' mussels alive, alive-o"

"Alive, alive-o, alive, alive-o,"
Cryin', "Cockles an' mussels alive, alive-o"

"Cockles an' mussels alive, alive-o"



Credits
Writer(s): Traditional, Ed Sheeran
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