Molly Malone

The Irish Masters - Molly Malone

In dublin's fair city

Where the girls are so pretty

I first set my eyes on sweet

Molly malone

She wheeled her wheel barrow

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 'twas no wonder

For so were her father

And mother before

They both wheeled their barrow

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 died of a fever

And no one could save her

And that was the end of sweet

Molly malone

Got a ghost wheels her barrow

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

Alive alive oh

Alive alive oh

Crying cockles and mussels

Alive alive oh