Alive, oh! alive, alive oh!
, Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh
In Dublin's city,
Where are so pretty,
I first set my on sweet Molly Malone,
She wheeled wheelbarrow
Through broad and narrow,
Crying, and mussels, alive, alive oh
Alive, alive oh! alive, alive oh!
Crying, Cockles and , alive, alive oh | She was a ,
But sure 'twas no ,
For so were her father and mother ,
And they wheeled their barrow,
Through streets and narrow,
Crying, Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh
Alive, alive oh! alive, alive oh!
Crying, Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh
She of a fever,
No could believe her,
That was the end of sweet Malone.
But her wheels her barrow,
Through streets broad and ,
Crying, Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh
Alive, alive oh! alive, alive oh!
Crying, Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh |