In Dublin city
Where the girls they are so pretty
'Twas there I first met with sweet Molly Malone
She drove a wheelbarrow
Thro' streets broad and narrow
Crying "Cockles and mussels
Alive, all alive!"
Alive, alive-o! Alive, alive-o!
Crying "Cockles and mussels
Alive, all alive!"
She was a fish-monger
And that was the wonder
Her father and mother were fish mongers too
They drove wheelbarrows
Thro' streets broad and narrow
Crying "Cockles and mussels
Alive, all alive!"
Alive, alive-o! Alive, alive-o!
Crying "Cockles and mussels
Alive, all alive!"
She died of the favor
And nothing could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
But her ghost drives a barrow
Thro' streets broad and narrow
Crying "Cockles and mussels
Alive, all alive!"
Alive, alive-o! Alive, alive-o!
Crying "Cockles and mussels
Alive, all alive!"