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Irish Tradicional - Molly Malone Irish Tradicional - Molly Malone | Transpozícia: [+1 +2 -1 -2] |
In GDublin's fair Emi7city,
Where the Amigirls are so D7pretty,
I Gfirst set my Emi7eyes on sweet A7Molly MalD7one,
As she Gwheeled her wheel-Emi7barrow,
Through Amstreets broad and D7narrow,
Crying Gcockles and Emi7mussels, Galive, D7aliveG-O!
AlGive, alive-Emi7O Amialive aliveD7-O
Crying Gcockles and Emi7mussels, Amialive, D7aliveG-O!
She was a fishmonger,
But sure t'was no wonder,
For so were her father and mother before.
And they both wheeled their barrow,
Through the streets wide and narrow,
Crying 'Cockles and Mussels, alive, alive, oh'.
She died of a fever,
And no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Mollie Malone.
Now her ghost wheels her barrow,
Through the streets broad and narrow,
Crying 'Cockles and Mussels, alive, alive, oh'.
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