In Dublin's fair city
Where the girls are so pretty
I first laid my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
Through the streets broad and narrow
Crying "Cockles and Mussels, alive, alive, oh!"
She was a fishmonger
And sure 'twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they wheeled the wheelbarrow
Through the streets broad and narrow
Crying "Cockles and Mussels, alive, alive, oh!"
She died of a fever
And no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
Now her ghost wheels the 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!"