In Dublin's fair city Where the girls are so pretty I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone As she wheeled her wheel barrow Through the streets broad and narrow Crying 'Cockles and mussels alive, alive ho'
She was a fishmonger And sure 'twas no wonder For so were her father and mother before And they wheeled their barrows Through the streets broad and narrow Crying 'Cockles and mussels alive, alive ho'
She died of a fever And no one could save her And 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 ho'