Down the Buckney den the burn crashes brown from

The Autumn spate

The spreading hazels rustle as they bend and sway

As they laden wait

My fathers they have walked this road

And now I know

And yes didn't they know

There is no great and heavy load

And now I know

And yes didn't they know



Fa la-a la la la-a

We stand on Solid Ground on Solid Ground

Fa la-a la la la-a

We stand on Solid Ground



Across the Arlick face the amber sun beats down

To tinge the vivid green

I hear it wide and loud, feel it wild and proud,

The way it's always been

My fathers they have looked this way

And now I know

And yes didn't they know

No clever words we have to say

And now I know

And yes didn't they know



Fa la-a la la la-a

We stand on Solid Ground on Solid Ground

Fa la-a la la la-a

We stand on Solid Ground



It's the land-it is our wisdom

It's the land-it shines us through

It's the land-it feeds our children

It's the land-you cannot own the land

The land owns you



Where is the honest truth? Where is the open road?

Where is the simple smile?

A couthie word or two for the passing stranger

Who may rest a while

My fathers they have said these things

And now I know

And yes didn't they know

The joy that shared friendship brings

And now I know

And yes didn't they know



Fa la-a la la la-a

We stand on Solid Ground on Solid Ground

Fa la-a la la la-a

We stand on Solid Ground



It's the land-it is our wisdom

It's the land-it shines us through

It's the land-it feeds our children

It's the land-you cannot own the land

The land owns you