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 wheel barrow,
Through the streets broad and narrow,
Crying c***les and mussels,
Alive alive o!
Alive alive o!
Alive alive o!
Crying c***les and mussels,
Alive alive o!

She was a fish monger,
And sure it was no wonder,
For so were her
Father and Mother before,
And they both wheeled their barrow,
Through the streets broad and narrow,
Crying c***les and mussels,
Alive alive o!
Alive alive o!
Alive alive o!
Crying c***les and mussels,
Alive alive o!
She died of a fever,
And no one could save her,
And that was the end
Of sweet Molly Malone,
But her ghost wheels her barrow,
Through the streets broad and narrow,
Crying c***les and mussels,
Alive alive o!

Alive alive o!
Alive alive o!
Crying c***les and mussels,
Alive alive o!