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 streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!
A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!
She was a fishmonger and sure it was no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they both wheeled their barrows through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!
A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!
She died of a fever and no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
Now her ghost wheels her barrow through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!
A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!
A-live a-live O! A-live a-live
O!Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!
She bought a CD of an Irish woman who they heard performing and of course, Molly Malone was one of the songs on it. A few months later Ella visited my parents for a week and my mom gave her some gifts from Ireland and taught her some new Irish songs. Can ya guess which one Ella just fell in love with? Yup, the rather depressing one about a woman who dies in the end and haunts the streets of Dublin with her wheelbarrow. Ella wanted to have it sung to her a lot after first learning it (Matt was so baffled when he went to put her to bed one night and she was demanding him sing Molly Malone.) and now has the whole song memorized.
We haven't heard much about Molly Malone in the past few weeks. In fact tonight, I think Ella has moved on to the point that she has developed her own Irish ballad, which she performed tonight in the bath tub.
It goes like this (I promise I am not making this up - I wish I wrote it down right away so I would have it verbatim);
I had a friend Marina, I loved her and then she died
I had a friend Marina, I loved her and then she died
I had a friend Marina, I loved her and then she died....
No more Marina.
No more Marina,
No more Marina,
No more Marina...
She died of the fever.
There you have it, the unofficial ballad of the deMontaigne household. I am just thankful that she didn't put cockles and mussles alive, alive-O, in there! And no, she does not have any friends named Marina - thank goodness!
7 comments:
oh my goodness, I know "Molly Malone" very well!!
Molly (Logan, not Malone) and I used to sing it (her parents taught it to her - very Irish family). Molly taught it to me, and we sang it in front of our 1st grade class at our Thanksgiving party (I have no idea why...)
It was the song she walked down to at her wedding with her father (instrumental only, no words, thank goodness!). That's cute that we can all sing it together when I come home! :)
How funny that we never realized that earlier! It is such a beautiful song but so funny to be singing about cockels and mussels. I think the CD my mom has has an instrumental version as well....future wedding song??? :)
that's so funny! however, now, i'm singing molly malone in my head. great.
how will i ever get to sleep?
i'll have to go rent darby o'gill and the little people next.
this is too funny! it's not often i lol at posts, but little sweet ella's song did. it makes sense to cut out the unnecessaries and jump straight to the punch line, i think.
kids always say things best.
she does remind me of my Hannah.
good luck with that as she gets older. I'll pray for you.
:)
Oh my we really got a good laugh from this post. Poor Maina. Now, Megan you will have to be very careful if anyone in the family gets a fever--Ella may think of Molly Malone or Marina and get really worried. Better say that they have a temperature. Enjoyed learning that Renee also has a history with Molly Malone. Love, Mom
The unofficial ballad of the DeMontaigne house...hysterical! I love the blunt, to-the-point nature of the song about Marina. No nonsense, there. No fluffy words to dress it up...simply "I had a friend I loved and now she's dead." Yep, nothing beat-around-the-bush about that.
I can't wait to discover all these crazy things as Jake gets older. Maybe he'll love the song "The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald" as much as I did as a kid. That is no joke, I loved that song.
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