Voice Post; off-key
In Dublin's fair city,
where the girls are so pretty,
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone,
As she wheeled her wheel-barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!
Alive, alive, oh,
Alive, alive, oh",
Crying "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh."
Travel enough and you'll still never see anything, even when you have an eternity! I'm just seeking a soft spot to rest my weary feet, sing a song, and write some pretty poetry.
I'll pay a story and a song for anyone willing to pay for a pint! I've returned to the City!
where the girls are so pretty,
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone,
As she wheeled her wheel-barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!
Alive, alive, oh,
Alive, alive, oh",
Crying "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh."
Travel enough and you'll still never see anything, even when you have an eternity! I'm just seeking a soft spot to rest my weary feet, sing a song, and write some pretty poetry.
I'll pay a story and a song for anyone willing to pay for a pint! I've returned to the City!