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Molly Malone Lyrics

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: "c***les and mussels alive, alive"
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Alive, alive-o, alive, alive-o
Crying: "c***les and mussels alive, alive-o"

She was a fishmonger, but shure 't was no wonder
For so were her mother an father before
They wheeled their wheelbarrow through streets broad and narrow
Crying: "c***les and mussels alive, alive-o";
Chorus

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: "c***les and mussels alive, alive-o"
Chorus
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Into Folk (1998)
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