Molly Malone is a beautiful Irish song about a young woman who sold Cockles and mussels from a wheelbarrow many years ago in Dublin.

Dublin is the capitol city of Erie or Southern Ireland and is a very beautiful city with lots of music and like any other city nowadays getting very modern.

But in the past in less modern times Molly Malone like many others would push their wheelbarrow full of goods to where they could best sell what they had.

Nowadays we have professional barrow sellers with hi tech equipment installed and fully licensed by local councils

When you walk along a street and buy a hot dog or burger from one of these stalls try and imagine yourself One hundred years ago. You are buying cockles and mussels from sweet Molly Malone

No cars, no supermarkets and you want to buy some cockles and mussels for a little treat at the weekend. But you have a problem you have no money with you and credit cards do not exist, nor can you go to a bank cashline

What do you do? Molly can see you want to buy from her, she is smiling and happy because the heavy rains driven by the cold wind have made it a long and very poor day. If you buy from her she can buy food for a meal and fuel to heat the small room she has

She goes home with enough for fuel to fight the cold but no food. There is no government benefit scheme to fall back on. Many days are like this and Mollys immune system is low and she takes ill.

Her lover is out of work and can only watch as she develops a fever and sadly dies in his arms. Along the street a little way other wheelbarrow sellers are trying to sell their wares to many wealthy people who do not know hunger but also do not want to buy.

This could be the story of Sweet Molly Malone or thousands of others who lived by this trade for generations

verse 1

In Dublins fair city, where the girls are so pretty,
I once met a girl called sweet Molly Malone,
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow, through the streets broad and narrow,
Cryng cockles and mussels` Alive alive o

Chorus

Alive alive oh,
Alive alive oh
Crying cockles and mussels,
Alive alive oh.

Verse 2

She wheeled her wheelbarrow through the streets broad and narrow,
Just like her mother and father before
And they wheeled their wheel barrow,
through the streets broad and narrow,
crying cockles and mussels alive alive oh

My love had a fever and no one could save her,
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone,
But her ghost wheels her barrow
through the streets broad and narrow
crying cockles and mussels alive-alive oh.

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