Misc Traditional - Cockles and mussels
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Cockles and Mussels
CIn Dublin's fair city,Am where the girls are so preDmtty G
CI first set my eyes onAm sweet Molly MaloDmne G
CAs she wheeled her wheel-barrow Am
DmThrough streets broad and narrow G
CCrying cockles and mussels, aliAmve, alive-O! G C
CAlive, alive-O! AmaliveDm, alive-O! G
CCrying cockles and mussels, alivAme, alive-O! G C
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!