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In Dublin's fair city where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
She wheeled her wheelbarrow through streets broad and narrow
Crying "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive-o"

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	Alive, alive-o
	Alive, alive-o
	Crying cockles and mussels
	Alive, alive-o

She was a fishmonger, and sure 'twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
They wheeled their wheelbarrow through streets broad and narrow
Crying "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive-o"

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She died of a fever, no one could save her
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-o"

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