In Dublin's fair city,
Where the girls are so pretty,
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone,
As she wheel'd her wheel barrow,
Thro' streets broad and narrow.
Crying Cockles and Mussels Alive, alive O!

(Chorus)
Alive, alive O! Alive, alive O,
Crying Cockles and Mussels Alive, alive O!

She was a fishmonger,
But sure 'twas no wonder,
For so were her father and mother before,
And they each wheel'd their barrow,
Thro' streets broad and narrow,
Crying Cockles and Mussels Alive, alive O!

(Repeat Chorus)

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,
Thro' streets broad and narrow,
Crying Cockles and Mussels Alive, alive O!

(Repeat Chorus)