Fiddler's Green - Molly Malone lyrics
[Fiddler's Green - 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 wheelbarrow
Through the streets broad and narrow
Crying "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive
Oh"
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Crying Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Crying Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
She was a fishmonger
And sure, t'was no wonder
For so were her mother and father before
They each wheeled their barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive
Oh"
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Crying Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
She pushes her barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
The barrow is narrow, her hips are too wide
Whenever she wheels it
The neighborhood feels it
Her girdle keeps brushin' the
Homes on each side
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Crying Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
She died of a fever 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
Oh"
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 the streets broad and narrow
Crying "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive
Oh"
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Crying Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Crying Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Crying Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
Where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
Through the streets broad and narrow
Crying "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive
Oh"
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Crying Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Crying Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
She was a fishmonger
And sure, t'was no wonder
For so were her mother and father before
They each wheeled their barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive
Oh"
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Crying Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
She pushes her barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
The barrow is narrow, her hips are too wide
Whenever she wheels it
The neighborhood feels it
Her girdle keeps brushin' the
Homes on each side
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Crying Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
She died of a fever 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
Oh"
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 the streets broad and narrow
Crying "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive
Oh"
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Crying Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Crying Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh
Crying Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh