-- Air: You've Lost That Lovin' Feeling
-- par Hall and Oates / Righteous Brothers
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 cockles and mussels alive, alive O!
Alive, alive O!, Alive alive O!,
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive O!
She was a fishmonger,
But sure 'twas no wonder,
For so were her father and mother before,
As they each wheeled their barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive O!
Alive, alive O!, Alive alive O!,
crying cockles 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
Now a ghost wheels her barrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive O!
Alive, alive O!, Alive alive O!,
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive O!
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