The Irish Rovers

"Sweet Mooly Malone"

In Dublin's fair city
Where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
And she wheeled her wheelbarrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying 'c*ckles and Mussels, alive, alive, oh!'

Alive, alive oh!
Alive, alive oh!
Crying 'c*ckles and Mussels, alive, alive, oh!'

She was a fishmonger
And sure it's no wonder
For so was her father and mother before
And they both wheeled their barrows
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying 'c*ckles and Mussels, alive, alive, oh!'

Alive, alive oh!
Alive, alive oh!
Crying 'c*ckles and Mussels, alive, alive, oh!'

But I was a rover
And sailed the seas over
So I bid my farewell to sweet Molly Malone
And as I was sailing
The wild wind was wailing
Crying 'c*ckles and Mussels, alive, alive oh!'

Alive, alive oh!
Alive, alive oh!
Crying 'c*ckles 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
And her ghost wheel her barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying 'c*ckles and Mussels, alive, alive, oh!'

Alive, alive oh!
Alive, alive oh!
Crying 'c*ckles and Mussels, alive, alive, oh!'

Alive, alive oh!
Alive, alive oh!
Crying 'c*ckles and Mussels, alive, alive, oh!'

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