COCKLES AND MUSSELS aka MOLLY MALONE
(James Yorkston / Edmund Forman) - 1884


In Dublin's fair city
Where girls are so pretty
Twas there that I first met
Sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow 
Through streets broad and narrow
Mussels, 
Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh
Alive, alive oh, alive, alive oh,
Crying,
Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh

Now she was a fishmonger
And sure twas no wonder
For so were her mother 
Ad father before
And they each 
Wheeled their barrows
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying, 
Cockles and mussels, alive, alive ohShe 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 and narrow
Crying, 
Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh