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You and me, and Molly Malone In Dublin city, so far from home Looking over the Liffey That's when it hit me My love for you, had only grown In Galway Bay, we couldn't stay The loyalty, love, and friendship day Rainbows at the Cliffs of Moher The Blarney Stone we can't ignore Waterford Crystal and...Cabernet You and me, and Molly Malone Is the memory, that I've carved in stone Dancing in Dublin You've got my heart bublin' My love for you, had only grown Guinness, whiskey, cider I got sick on chowder Hanging out with Wilde Don't forget that child Ten thousand years and...no they're not You and me, and Molly Malone Here comes the time, for us to go home Even though we're leavin' We will leave here knowin' My love for you, had only grown (My love for you, had only grown)
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Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 4:20 PM UTC
You and me, and Molly Malone
You and me, and Molly Malone In Dublin city, so far from home Looking over the Liffey That's when it hit me My love for you, had only grown In Galway Bay, we couldn't stay The loyalty, love, and friendship day Rainbows at the Cliffs of Moher The Blarney Stone we can't ignore Waterford Crystal and...Cabernet You and me, and Molly Malone Is the memory, that I've carved in stone Dancing in Dublin You've got my heart bublin' My love for you, had only grown Guinness, whiskey, cider I got sick on chowder Hanging out with Wilde Don't forget that child Ten thousand years and...no they're not You and me, and Molly Malone Here comes the time, for us to go home Even though we're leavin' We will leave here knowin' My love for you, had only grown (My love for you, had only grown)
In memory of my 2017 trip to Ireland! Most of it is self explanatory. one memory was of me and my boyfriend looking at a famine statue. a local Irish dad and two of his sons were passing by, when the youngest son (~8) shout out "those statues have been here for ten thousand years" the older brother (11) playfully pushes and quickly correct his younger brother and informs us that "no they're not" I suppose we stuck out as tourists!
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Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 4:20 PM UTC
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