My dad is singing the song he used to sing with my brother
In Dublin’s fair city, where the girls are so pretty I first set my eyes on sweet molly Malone
She wheeled her wheelbarrow
Through streets broad and narrow cockles and muscles
Oh yeah my dad sang that
My brother liked that song
When he sang it with dad
I liked to hear those songs they sang it was nice and sweet oh yeah it was, and I liked that song as well, you see the song was old but it was a goodie and yeah it was cool, very good words as dad is trying to remind me of how the song went, because mate, dad really tried to be a good family person, which is what I am being right now dad played a lot of songs
And he made them sound so happy, I liked his voice singing it because he was cool like Boris Pickett and as the years counted down before he died
Dad was drifting away from me
But I still wanted to feel his love
Oh yes I do
Oh yeah little young dude in Dublin’s fair city and I enjoyed myself so coolly golly miss Molly
Oh yeah it was cool
Dad sang that song because me and my brother both enjoyed it, wheeling the wheelbarrow to party down the club as I was listening to the bar stories I remembered my brother and dad and now I watch vlogs, to make me less lonely because being on my own can’t be fun
So I watch it nightly and I feel really cool yeah, cockles and muscles alive oh oh oh oh