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Molly Malone (Extended)

Trad, extra verse provided by Cindy Tonkin

A version of Molly Malone that adds a bit more detail.

LYRICS

CHORUS

Alive, alive-oh

Alive, alive-oh

Crying Cockles and Mussels,

Alive, alive-oh


VERSE 1

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,

Crying Cockles and Mussels,

Alive, alive-oh

CHORUS


VERSE 2

Her life was a caution-
Ary tale of emotion-
Al blackmail the kind that you’ve ne’er seen before

As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
through streets broad and narrow,

Crying Cockles and Mussels,

Alive, alive-oh


CHORUS


VERSE 3

She spoke Dutch and German
And tap danced in ermine
She lived in a terrace house all on her own

As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
through streets broad and narrow,

Crying Cockles and Mussels,

Alive, alive-oh


CHORUS


VERSE 4

Warm cognac she’d swallow
While in hot baths she’d wallow
She fiddled, she whistled, she played the trombone

As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
through streets broad and narrow,

Crying Cockles and Mussels,

Alive, alive-oh


CHORUS


VERSE 5

Sucked life to the marrow
Climbed Kilimanjaro
She sailed to the edge of the great wide unknown

As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
through streets broad and narrow,

Crying Cockles and Mussels,

Alive, alive-oh


CHORUS


VERSE 6

She died of a fever
and no one could save 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-oh

CHORUS x 2

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We acknowledge the Gadigal and Bidjigal people of the Eora nation, upon whose lands we gather and sing.
We acknowledge sovereignty was never ceded. This always was and always will be Aboriginal land.

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