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Hazel Whyte
| In Dublin's Fair City |
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| Scottish Songs and Celtic Ballads |
| Modern and Traditional Folk Music |
| In Dublin’s Fair city In Dublin's fair city, where girls are so pretty I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone She wheeled a wheel-barrow, through streets broad and narrow Crying: cockles and Mussels a-live, a-live oh Alive, a-live oh, a-live a-live oh Crying,. cockles and mussels a-live, a-live oh She was a fishmonger, and sure 'twas no wonder For so were her father and mother before And they both wheeled their barrow, through streets broad and narrow Crying: cockles and Mussels a-live, a-live oh Alive, a-live oh, a-live a-live oh Crying,. cockles and mussels a-live, a-live oh She died of a fever, and no one could save her And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone But her ghost wheels her barrow, through streets broad and narrow Crying: cockles and Mussels a-live, a-live oh Alive, a-live oh, a-live a-live oh Crying,. cockles and mussels a-live, a-live oh |
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