Misc Traditional - Cockles and mussels
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Cockles and Mussels
DIn Dublin's fair city,Bm where the girls are so preEmtty A
DI first set my eyes onBm sweet Molly MaloEmne A
DAs she wheeled her wheel-barrow Bm
EmThrough streets broad and narrow A
DCrying cockles and mussels, aliBmve, alive-O! A D
DAlive, alive-O! BmaliveEm, alive-O! A
DCrying cockles and mussels, alivBme, alive-O! A D
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 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
But her ghost wheels her 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!