Lyrics:

In Dublins fair city the girls are so pretty
It was there that I first met sweet Molly Malone
She drove her wheel barrel through streets wide and narrow
Crying cockels and mussels alive, alive ahoe
She was a fish monger and fate it is no wonder
Her mother and father were fish mongers too
The drove their wheel barrel through streets wide and narrow
Crying cockels and mussels alive, alive ahoe
She died of a fever and no one could save her
And that's all I know of sweet Molly Malone
Now her ghost drives her barrel through streets wide and narrow
Crying cockels and mussels alive, alive oh
Alive, alive ohoe. Alive, alive ohoe
Crying cockels and mussels alive, alive oh