In

Dublin fair city

W

her

e

girls are so pretty

I

fir

st

set

my eyes on sweet Molly Malone

A

s

s

he

wheeled her wheel barrow

T

hroug

h

streets broad and narrow,

C

rying

'Co

ckles

and mussels, alive, alive-o!'

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'alive, alive-o! Alive, alive-o!'

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ryin

g

'

Cockles

and mussels, alive, alive-o!'

She was a fishmonger

But sure 'teas no wonder

For so were her father and mother before,

And they each wheeled their barrow

Through streets broad and narrow,

Crying 'Cockles and mussels, alive, alive-o!'

She died of a fewer,

And no one could save her,

And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone,

But her ghost wheels her barrow

Through streets broad and narrow,

Crying 'Cockles and mussels, alive, alive-o!'

Ritmas:

Sort of unofficial anthem of Dublin, aka "Molly Malone"

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