Molly Malone Traditional, The Dubliners a.m.o. - transpose to (G) (3/4) In (D)Dublin's fair (Hm)city, where the (Em)girls are so (A7)pretty I (D)first set my(Hm7)eyes on sweet (Em7)Molly Ma(A7)lone She (D)wheeled a wheel(Hm)barrow, through (Em)streets broad and (A7)narrow Crying (D)cockles and (Hm7)mussels, a(Em7)live, a(A7)live, (D)oh    A(D)live, alive (Hm)oh, a(Em)live, alive, (A7)oh    Crying (D)cockles and (Hm7)mussels, a(Em7)live, a(A7)live, (D)oh She (D)was a fish(Hm)monger, and (Em)sure 't was no (A7)wonder For (D)so were her (Hm7)father and (Em7)mother be(A7)fore And they (D)all wheeled their (Hm)barrows, through (Em)streets broad and (A7)narrow Crying (D)cockles and (Hm7)mussels, a(Em7)live, a(A7)live, (D)oh    A(D)live, alive (Hm)oh, a(Em)live, alive, (A7)oh    Crying (D)cockles and (Hm7)mussels, a(Em7)live, a(A7)live, (D)oh She (D)died of a (Hm)fever, and (Em)no one to (A7)grieve her And (D)that was the(Hm7) end of sweet (Em7)Molly Ma(A7)lone Now her (D)ghost wheels her (Hm)barrow, through (Em)streets broad and(A7) narrow Crying (D)cockles and (Hm7)mussels, a(Em7)live, a(A7)live, (D)oh    A(D)live, alive (Hm)oh, a(Em)live, alive, (A7)oh    Crying (D)cockles and (Hm7)mussels, a(Em7)live, a(A7)live, (D)oh   alles-uke.de