Molly Malone – Still into Folk

Posted on Monday November 30th, 2020Monday December 7th, 2020 by Rutger

Molly Malone – Still into Folk

Molly Malone or Cockles and Mussels played in our theatre show Still into Folk, this is a fan favourite everytime we get to play this song the reaction in the crowd is wonderfull. Sadly our friend Andrea, founder of the German Fanclub passed away last year, this was her favourite song, we have some wonderful memories of playing this song for her and she would make us new socks after the show.

Background info

“Molly Malone” (also known as “Cockles and Mussels” or “In Dublin’s Fair City”) is a popular song set in Dublin, Ireland, which has become its unofficial anthem. A statue representing Molly Malone was unveiled on Grafton Street during the 1988 Dublin Millennium celebrations, when 13 June was declared to be Molly Malone Day. In July 2014, the statue was relocated to Suffolk Street.

Statue representing Molly Malone in Dublin

Molly Malone with Lyrics

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, oh”

“Alive, alive, oh
Alive, alive, oh”
Crying “Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh”

She was a fishmonger
And 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, oh”

“Alive, alive, oh
Alive, alive, oh”
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 Molly Malone
Now her ghost wheels her barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying, “Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh”

“Alive, alive, oh
Alive, alive, oh”
Crying “Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh”

Molly Malone is available on our CD Into Folk

Molly Malone - Into Folk — Into Folk album front cover

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The Craic was 90 in the Isle of Man – Zomerfolk

Posted on Monday November 23rd, 2020Wednesday November 25th, 2020 by Rutger

The Craic was 90 in the Isle of Man – Zomerfolk

This is a special version of The Craic was 90 in the Isle of Man, we play at our own Zomerfolk Festival, it is late on saturday night and David decides to bring out all the balloons we have backstage and crowdsurf with the inflatable unicorn. You can hear Maceál laugh during the track, great memories for us, and a great song!

Background info – The Craic was 90 in the Isle of Man

The important word in this song is of course Craic, or the Craic. The word has an unusual history; the Scots and English crack was borrowed into Irish as craic in the mid-20th century and the Irish spelling was then reborrowed into English. Craic or crack is a term for news, gossip, fun, entertainment, and enjoyable conversation, the term has great cultural significance in Ireland.we often use it as a memory of a good time, do you remember that one night out – Yeah, the craic was 90!

Lyrics – The Craic was 90 in the Isle of Man

1

Weren’t we the rare oul’ stock? Spent the evenin’ gettin’ locked
In the Ace of Hearts where the high stools were engaging,
Over the Butt Bridge, down by the dock
The boat she sailed at five o’clock
“Hurry, boys,” said Whack, or before we’re there we’ll all be back
Carry him if you can The Crack was Ninety in the Isle of Man.

2

Before we reached the Alexander Base; The ding dong we did surely raise
In the bar of the ship we had great sport, as the boat she sailed out of the port
Landed up in the Douglas Head enquired for a vacant bed.
The dining room we soon got shown by a decent woman up the road.
‘Lads, ate it if you can, The Crack was Ninety in the Isle of Man.

3

Next morning we went for a ramble round; Viewed the sights of Douglas Town
Then we went tor a mighty session, in a pub they call Dick Darby’s.
We must have been drunk by half-past three; To sober up we went swimmin’ in the sea
Back to the digs for the spruce up, and while waitin’ for the fry
We all drew up our plan; The Crack was Ninety in the Isle of Man.

4

That night we went to the Texas Bar; Came back down by horse and car.
Met Big Jim and all went in to drink some wine in Yate’s.
The Liverpool Judies, it was said, were all to be found in the Douglas Head
McShane was there in his suit and shirt, Them foreign girls he was tryin’ to flirt
Sayin’ “Here girls, I’m your man,” The Crack was Ninety in the Isle of Man.

5

Whacker fancied his good looks; On an Isle of Man woman he was struck.
But a Liverpool lad was by her side. And he throwin’the jar into her.’
Whacker thought he’d take a chance; He asked the quare one out to dance.
Around the floor they stepped it out, And to Whack it was no bother.
Everythin’ was goin’ to plan; The Crack was Ninety in the Isle of Man.

6

The Isle of Man woman fancied Whack; Your man stood there till his mates came back
Whack! they all whacked into Whack, and Whack was whacked out on his back.
The police force arrived as well, Banjoed a couple of them as well,
Landed up in the Douglas jail, until the Dublin boat did sail,
Deported every man, The Crack was Ninety in the Isle of Man.