lyrics

[forlornrags]

Molly Malone--

In Dublin's fair city where girls are so pretty i first set my eyes on sweet molly malone, as she wheeled her wheelbarrow through streets broad and narrow crying cockels and mussels alive alive-o

alive alive-o alive alive-o crying cockels and mussels alive alive-o

she was a fish-monger but sure twas no wonder, for so were her father and mother before, and they both wheeled there barrows through streets broad and narrow crying cockels and mussels alive alive-o

alive alive-o alive alive-o crying cockels and mussels alive alive-o

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 cockels and mussels alive alive-o

alive alive-o alive alive-o crying cockels and mussels alive alive-o

Shul shul shul--

shul shul shularul shularockshock shulababacoo when i saw my sally babby beel come dibble in the boo shy lorry

here i sit on buttermilk hill who could blame me cry my fill and every tear could turn a mill, johnny's gone for a soldier.

shul shul shularul shularockshock shulababacoo when i saw my sally babby beel come dibble in the boo shy lorry

oh my baby oh my love gone the rainbow gone the dove your father was my only love, johnnys gone for a soldier.

i wish i could remember all the other songs. i need them now more than ever.