1) In Dublin’s fair city where the girls are so pretty,
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone,
as she wheeled her wheel barrow thro’ streets broad and narrow,
Ref.: crying: Cockles and mussels! Alive, alive, o!
Alive, alive, o! Alive, alive, o!
Crying: Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, o!
2) She was a fishmonger, but sure’t was no wonder,
for so were father and mother before
and they each wheeled their barrow through streets broad and narrow,
3) 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,