
Molly Malone
by Unknown Z
Molly malone
In Dublin's fair city where girls are so pretty
Twas there that I first met sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
Through street broad and narrow
Crying, "c*ckles and mussels, alive, alive oh"
Alive, alive oh, alive, alive oh
Crying, "c*ckles and mussels, alive, alive oh"
Now she was a fishmonger and sure twas no wonder
For so were her mother and father before
And they each wheeled their barrows
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying, "c*ckles and mussels, alive, alive oh"
She died of a faver 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*ckles and mussels, alive, alive oh"
@Irish @fish @work @ghost
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