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From: Wes Jester
Subject: /IRISH/Molly_Malone.crd
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Date: Fri, 25 Jun 93 14:39:34 EDT
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Molly Malone
(In Dublins fair city)
САРО none
In Dublin's fair city, where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molloy Malone
She wheeled a wheelbarrow, through streets broad and narrow
Crying: Cockles and Mussels, Alive, Alive О
Chorus: Alive, alive О
Alive, alive О
[G] [D-]
Crying, cockles and Mussels
Alive, alive О
She was a fishmonger, and sure twas no wonder
For so were her Father and Mother before
And they all wheeled their barrows,
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying: Cockles and Mussels, Alive, alive О
(chorus)
She died of a faver, and no one to grieve her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
Now her ghost wheels her barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying: Cockles and Mussels, alive, alive О
(chorus)