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'''Number of voices:''' 3 or 4vv&nbsp;&nbsp;'''Voicing:''' SATB or TBB<br>
'''Number of voices:''' 3 or 4vv &nbsp; '''Voicing:''' SATB or TBB<br>
'''Genre:''' {{pcat|Secular| music}}, [[Folksongs]] <br>
'''Genre:''' {{pcat|Secular| music}}, [[Folksongs]] <br>
{{Language|English}}
{{Language|English}}

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  • CPDL #08770:  Network.png PDF and MIDI files available.
Editor: Adriano Secco (submitted 2005-01-04).   Score information: A4, 7 pages, 296 kB   Copyright: Personal
Edition notes: arranged by Adriano Secco for SATB a cappella.
  • CPDL #07394:  Network.png PDF and MIDI files available.
Editor: Eva Toller (submitted 2004-06-30).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 95 kB   Copyright: Personal
Edition notes: arranged by Eva Toller for TBB, midi files available for each part.

General Information

Title: Cockles and mussels
Composer: Anonymous (Traditional)

Number of voices: 3 or 4vv   Voicing: SATB or TBB
Genre: Secular, Folksongs

Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published:

Description: Traditional Irish folk song

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Original text and translations

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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-O!

She was a fish-monger, but sure 'twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they each wheeled their barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles 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
But her ghost wheels her barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive-O!