Lyrics Molly Malone - Johnny Logan
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
a-live
O!
A-live
a-live
O!
A-live
a-live
O!
Crying
cockles
and
mussels
alive
a-live
O!
She
was
a
fishmonger
and
sure
it
was
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
a-live
O!
A-live
a-live
O!
A-live
a-live
O!
Crying
cockles
and
mussels
alive
a-live
O!
She
died
of
a
fever
and
no
one
could
save
her
And
that
was
the
end
of
sweet
Molly
Malone
Now
her
ghost
wheels
her
barrow
through
streets
broad
and
narrow
Crying
cockles
and
mussels
alive
a-live
O!
A-live
a-live
O!
A-live
a-live
O!
Crying
cockles
and
mussels
alive
a-live
O!
A-live
a-live
O!
A-live
a-live
O!
Crying
cockles
and
mussels
alive
a-live
O!
1 The Wild Rover
2 The Fields of Athenry
3 Dirty Old Town
4 Molly Malone
5 On Raglan Road
6 The Irish Rover
7 The Black Velvet Band
8 And the Band Played Waltzing Mathilda
9 Raggle Taggle Gypsy
10 Follow Me Up To Carlow
11 Tim Finnegan's Wake
12 Whiskey In the Jar
13 Spancil Hill
14 The Town I Loved So Well
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