In Dublin's Fair City/Molly Malone

1. In dublin's fair city, where girls are so pretty
   I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
   She wheeled a wheel-barrow, through streets broad and narrow
   Crying: cockles and Mussels a-live, a-live oh
   
   Alive, a-live oh, a-live a-live oh
   Crying,. cockles and mussels a-live, a-live oh
2. She was a fishmonger, and sure 'twas no wonder
   For so were her father and mother before
   And they both wheeled their barrow,
   through streets broad and narrow
   Crying: cockles and Mussels a-live, a-live oh
   
   Alive, a-live oh, a-live a-live oh
   Crying,. cockles and mussels a-live, a-live oh
3. 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: cockles and Mussels a-live, a-live oh
   
   Alive, a-live oh, a-live a-live oh
   Crying,. cockles and mussels a-live, a-live oh