In Dublin's fair city, where the girls are so pretty. I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone. As she wheeled her wheelbarrow. Through streets broad and narrow.
We were homeward bound one night on the deep. Swinging in my hammock I fell asleep. I dreamed a dream and I thought it true. Concerning Franklin and his gallant crew.
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.