Oh, as I went home on Monday night
As drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse outside the door
Where my old horse should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her
"Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that horse outside the door
Where my old horse should be?" 
Ay, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool
Still you cannot see
That's a lovely sow that my mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled, a hundred miles or more
But a saddle on a sow, sure, I never saw before.

Tuesday - Coat behind the door 
Woolen blanket - Buttons on a blanket 

Wednesday - Pipe upon the chair
Tin-whistle - Tobacco in a tin-whistle

Thursday - two boots beneath the bed
They're two lovely geranium pots - laces in geranium pots 

Friday - head upon the bed
Baby boy - baby boy with his whiskers on

In Dublin's fair city
Where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
Through the streets broad and narrow
Crying "cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh"
Alive, alive, oh Alive, alive, oh
Crying "cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh"

She was a fishmonger
And sure, t'was no wonder
For so were her mother and father before
And they wheeled their barrow
Through the streets broad and narrow
Crying "cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh"
Alive, alive, oh Alive, alive, oh
Crying "cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh"
She died of a fever
And sure, so one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone.

Now her ghost wheels her barrow
Through the streets broad and narrow
Crying "cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh"
Alive, alive, oh Alive, alive, oh
Crying "cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh"
Alive, alive, oh Alive, alive, oh
Crying "cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh"

Johnny was a paratrooper in the RAF,
Johnny was a paratrooper in the RAF,
Johnny was a paratrooper in the RAF,
But he ain't gonna fly no more

Glory, glory what a heckuva way to die,
Glory glory, what a heckuva way to die
Glory glory, what a heckuva way to die
And he ain't gonna fly no more...

He jumped out of the airplane without a parachute 
He jumped out of the airplane without a parachute 
He jumped out of the airplane without a parachute 
And he ain't gonna fly no more...

Chorus

He landed on the runway like a blob of strawberry jam
He landed on the runway like a blob of strawberry jam
He landed on the runway like a blob of strawberry jam
And he ain't gonna fly no more...

Chorus

They put him in an envelope and sent him home to Mum
They put him in an envelope and sent him home to Mum
They put him in an envelope and sent him home to Mum
And he ain't gonna fly no more...

Chorus

She put him on the mantelpiece for everyone to see
She put him on the mantelpiece for everyone to see
She put him on the mantelpiece for everyone to see
And he ain't gonna fly no more...

Chorus

She served him up with crumpets when the Vicar came to tea 
She served him up with crumpets when the Vicar came to tea 
She served him up with crumpets when the Vicar came to tea 
And he ain't gonna fly no more...

Chorus

The Johnson Boys they built a mill.
They built it on the side of a hill.
They worked all night and they worked all day.
But they couldn’t get the jolly old mill to pay.
Woww…

The Johnson Boys they built a mill.
They built it on the side of a hill.
They worked all night and they worked all day.
But they couldn’t get the jolly old mill to pay.
Wowwwww…

The Johnson Boys they built a mill.
They built it on the side of a hill.
They worked all night and they worked all day.
But they couldn’t get the jolly old mill to pay.
Wowwwwwwwwwwww…

The Johnson Boys they built a mill.
They built it on the side of a hill.
They worked all night and they worked all day.
But they couldn’t get the jolly old mill to pay.
Wowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww…