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