Molly Malone is an old Irish folk song. In Dublin there's a statue representing Molly.
In Dublin's city Where the girls are so I first laid my eyes on Molly Malone As she wheeled her wheelbarrow Through the streets broad and Crying, Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!
Chorus: Alive, alive, oh! Alive, alive, oh! Crying Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!
She was a fishmonger And sure it was no For so were her father and mother And they all wheeled their barrows Through the streets broad and Crying Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!
She died of a And no one could her And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone Now her wheels her barrow Through the streets broad and Crying Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!
