Текст песни Molly Malone - Charlie Shavers

Cockles and mussels
Alive, alive, oh

In Dublin's fair city
Where girls are so pretty
That's where he first met her
Sweet Molly Malone

She wheeled a wheelbarrow
Through streets, wide and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!"

She was a fishmonger
And sure it's no wonder
For her father and mother were fishmongers too

For they wheeled a barrow
Through streets, wide and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!"

He asked her to marry
She said, "It would be grand"
But to leave her dear Dublin
She'd not give her hand

So they both wheel a barrow
Through streets, wide and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!"

Now, this is a story very old
Of a girl who was his all along
She was the one he would not forget
And her name was sweet Molly
Sweet Molly Malone

He asked her to marry
She said, "It would be grand"
But to leave her dear Dublin
She'd not give her hand

So they both wheel a barrow
Through streets, wide and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels
Alive, alive, oh!"