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In Dublin's fair city, where the girls are so pretty
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I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
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As she wheeled her wheel barrow, through streets broad and narrow
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Crying "Cockles and Mussels a-live, alive-o!"
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A-live, Alive-o, A-live, Alive-o
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Crying "Cockles and Mussels a-live, alive-o!"
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She was a fishmonger
But sure 'twas no wonder
For so were her mother
And father before
They drove their wheelbarrows
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels,
Alive, alive-o"
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She died of a fever
And nothing could save her
And that was the end of
Poor Molly Malone
Her ghost wheels a barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels,
Alive, alive-o"
Mr C went to visit the statue
of Molly Malone in Dublin, in front of
St Andrews Church, TWICE!!
She looked a little lonely and
hard worked, so he gave her hand a little squeeze!
The baskets are full of
modelled fish and lots of rain water - have a look below, you can
make out the cockles and the mussels!
Molly was posed on a little
concrete stage off the ground. Don't worry Mr C hasn't shrunk!