Achmelvich Bay


There is a bay,
Miles away,
Over the hills,
And down the braes,
In the Highlands,
A world away.
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Where the sun,
Wind and rain,
Falls in a one,
All in a day,
On the beach,
Of Achmelvich bay.


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