Tuesday 21 February 2012 photo 6/7
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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 wheelbarrow through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live Oh!
A-live a-live Oh! A-live a-live Oh!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live Oh!
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 Oh!
A-live a-live Oh! A-live a-live Oh!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live 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 a-live Oh!
A-live a-live Oh! A-live a-live Oh!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live Oh!
A-live a-live Oh! A-live a-live Oh!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live Oh!
*Johnny Logan & Friends - Molly Malone*
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Camera info
Camera FinePix6900ZOOM
Focal length 17 mm
Aperture f/2.8
ISO 100