De shantymen
In Dublin’s fair city where the girls are so pretty
I first laid my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
She wheeled her wheelbarrow through streets broad and narrow
Crying: “cockles and mussels alive, alive-o”
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Alive, alive-o, alive, alive-o
Crying: “cockles and mussels alive, alive-o”
She was a fishmonger, but sure ’t was no wonder
Cause so were her mother and father before
they wheeled their wheelbarrow through the streets broad and narrow
Crying: “cockles and mussels alive, alive-o”
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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”
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