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 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, but sure 'twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they each wheeled their barrow
Through 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 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!
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheel-barrow
Through 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, but sure 'twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they each wheeled their barrow
Through 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 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!