Cockles and Mussels (in D)

 
In 
 
 
D 
Dublin’s fair city, where  
Em 
girls are so  
A7 
pretty
 
I  
D 
first set my  
F#m 
eyes on sweet  
Em7 
Molly 
 
Mal
A7 
one
 
As she wh
D 
eeled her wheelbarrow
 
through str
G 
eets broad and narrow
 
crying  
D 
cockles and  
F#m 
mussels, 
 
a
A7 
live, alive  
D 
oh!

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Al
D 
ive, alive oh, a
A7 
live, alive oh,
 
Crying  
D 
cockles and  
F#m 
mussels, 
 
a
A7 
live, alive  
D 
oh!
 
Al
D 
ive, alive oh, a
A7 
live, alive oh,
 
Crying  
D 
cockles and  
F#m 
mussels, 
 
a
A7 
live, alive  
D 
oh!

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Now she  
D 
was a fishmonger, and it  
Em 
sure was no  
A7 
wonder
 
For  
D 
so were her  
F#m 
mother and  
Em7 
father 
 
bef
A7 
ore
 
And they  
D 
each wheeled their barrows through  
Em7 
streets broad and narrow
 
Crying  
D 
cockles and  
F#m 
mussels, 
 
al
A7 
ive, alive  
D 
oh!

——————————————-——————-

 
Al
D 
ive, alive oh, a
A7 
live, alive oh,
 
Crying  
D 
cockles and  
F#m 
mussels, 
 
a
A7 
live, alive  
D 
oh!
 
Al
D 
ive, alive oh, a
A7 
live, alive oh,
 
Crying  
D 
cockles and  
F#m 
mussels, 
 
a
A7 
live, alive  
D 
oh!
——————————————-——————-

 
She  
D 
died of a fever and  
Em 
no one could  
A7 
save 
 
her
 
And that was the  
F#m 
end of sweet  
Em7 
Molly 
 
Mal
A7 
one
 
Now her  
D 
ghost wheels her barrow through  
Em7 
streets broad and narrow
 
crying  
D 
Cockles and  
F#m 
mussels, 
 
a
A7 
live, alive  
D 
oh

——————————————-——————-

 
Al
D 
ive, alive oh, a
A7 
live, alive oh,
 
Crying  
D 
cockles and  
F#m 
mussels, 
 
a
A7 
live, alive  
D 
oh!
 
Al
D 
ive, alive oh, a
A7 
live, alive oh,
 
Crying  
D 
cockles and  
F#m 
mussels, 
 
a
A7 
live, alive  
D 
oh!

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The Dubliners – Molly Malone

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