Molly Malone [D] In [D] Dublin's fair [Bm] city, where the [Em] girls are so [A] pretty, I [D] first set my [F#m] eyes on sweet [Em] Molly Ma [A]lone As [D] she wheeled her wheel-[Bm]barrow Through [Em] streets broad and [A] narrow Crying [D] cockles and [F#m] mussels, a[A] live, alive-[D] O! A[D]live, alive-[Bm]O! a [Em] live, alive-[A] O! Crying [D] cockles and [F#m] mussels, a [A]live, alive- [D] O! She [D] was a fish-[Bm]monger, but [Em] sure 'twas no [A] wonder For [D] so were her [F#m] father and [Em] mother be [A]fore And they [D] each wheeled their [Bm] barrow Through [Em] streets broad and [A] narrow Crying [D] cockles and [F#m] mussels, a[A]live, [A7] alive-[D] O! A[D]live, alive-[Bm]O! a [Em] live, alive-[A] O! Crying [D] cockles and [F#m] mussels, a [A]live, alive- [D] O! She [D] died of a [Bm] fever, and [Em] no one could [A] save her And [D] that was the [F#m] end of sweet [Em] Molly Ma [A]lone But her [D] ghost wheels her [Bm] barrow Through [Em] streets broad and [A] narrow Crying [D] cockles and [F#m] mussels, a [A]live, alive- [D] O! A[D]live, alive-[Bm]O! a [Em] live, alive-[A] O! Crying [D] cockles and [F#m] mussels, a [A]live, alive- [D] O!