Young Folk Cockles and mussels

In Dublin's fair city
Where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying "Cockles and mussels alive alive-o"

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

She was a fishmonger which no-one could wonder
For so was her father and mother before
And they wheeled their wheelbarrow through streets broad and narrow
Crying ...

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 narrow
Crying ...

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