In Dublin's fair city

Where the girls are so pretty

I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone

As she wheeled her wheelbarrow

Through streets broad and narrow

Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!"

Alive, alive, oh

Alive, alive, oh

Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh"

She was a fishmonger

And sure 'twas no wonder

For so were her father and mother before

And they both wheeled their barrows

Through streets broad and narrow

Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh

Alive, alive, oh

Alive, alive, oh

Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh

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, oh

Alive, alive, oh

Alive, alive, oh

Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh

Alive, alive, oh

Alive, alive, oh

Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh