In Dublin's fair city where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheels her wheel barrow through the streets broad and narrow
Crying c***les and mussels alive alive-o
Chorus:
Alive alive-o, alive alive-o
Crying c***les and mussels alive alive-o
She was a fishmonger but sure 'twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they both wheeled their barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying c***les and mussels alive alive-o
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
Crying c***les and mussels alive alive-o