Alive alive oh 
alive alive ohh 
Singing cockles and mussels 
alive alive ohhh 

In Dublin's fair city 
where the girls are so pretty 
I once met a girl named sweet Molly Malone 
and she wheeled her wheel barrow 
through the streets broad and narrow 
singing cockles and mussels alive alive oh 

Alive alive oh 
alive alive ohh 
Singing cockles and mussels 
alive alive ohhh 

She was a fish monger 
and sure was no wonder 
so were her mother and father before 
and they wheeled their wheel barrow 
through the streets broad and narrow 
singing cockles and mussels alive alive oh 

Alive alive oh 
alive alive ohh 
Singing cockles and mussels 
alive alive ohhh 

She died of a fever 
and so one could save her 
and that was the end of sweet Molly Malone 
now her ghost wheels her barrow through the streets broad and narrow 
singing cockles and mussels alive alive oh 

Alive alive oh 
alive alive ohh 
Singing cockles and mussels 
alive alive ohhh