Molly Malone

Lyrics

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 streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive-O

Alive, alive-O alive, alive-O
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive-O

She was a fish-monger, but sure ’twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they both wheeled their barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive-O

Alive, alive-O alive, alive-O
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive-O

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 streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive-O

Alive, alive-O alive, alive-O
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive-O


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County

Dublin

Song Themes

Irish women

Songwriter